Hazel (the one eyed wonder cat) and I were rear ended on Friday. We were uninjured, but poor Berry Manilow is at the doctors for more intensive cosmetic surgery. I'm not sure if the other Barry has ever had his rear end fixed, but my Berry is in for a major fluff up.
Being rear ended is one of my worst nightmares come true. I have long feared that very event and always leave ample room between me and the vehicle I am following. But men...that's apparently a problem. And don't you know, it was a man that plowed into me. I harp at Randy if he even gets close to the car ahead. The struggle is real...
As in most cases, it could have been worse. The Police officer could not have been any nicer and the tow truck driver was also very helpful. Insurance and auto body shop were fast and efficient. Randy came quickly and scooped us up. My back and neck were only sore for a few days and Hazel is recovering nicely from her Post Traumatic Stupid Driver Syndrome. Berry will heal and be as good as new and life will go on.
I just have one question-where was Geoffrey Fieger or Mike Morris when ya need them? Hazel might want to file a case!
Have a safe week, Dolls. XO
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