Every rose has its thorns
Dad here; a couple of days ago, I was getting the car ready for mom to take Oba(her mom) home to North Carolina. I had stopped at a carwash located on a busy avenue in a less desirable part of town when I spotted what I initially thought were a pair of chihuahuas hanging out in front of a partially abandoned strip mall. I threw the car into gear, cutting across four lanes of traffic…