I am going to take the truck to have it worked on tomorrow. In preparation, I went out late this afternoon to get some things out of the console and make sure I had the correct keys. (It is a 1990 model so does NOT have a key fob. Instead, it has two keys; one key for the ignition and another to lock the doors.) Tippy assumed all of this action involving the truck meant an impending ride. She was waiting patiently.
I finally coaxed her out of the garage to go potty before coming in for the night. I always have her go potty before we take a ride, so, when we came back into the garage, she took up her position by the truck. I could see the disappointment on her face when I told her we weren’t going anywhere and made no move to open the door.
When I had her come in the house, she realized her hopes had been dashed….for today. Who knows what tomorrow might bring. We can always dream.