Saturday encore ~ Grand Theft Auto

Before we get into today's encore, I'm pleased to announce that Hank's vet bill wasn't nearly as large

as most of you imagined. Joy guessed $1784.25 and she was off by $3.41 - the bill was $1787.66.

I'll write a post next week with a breakout of the expenses so we can have a group-think on 

the differences between small and large animal vet bills. (Joy, I'll be in touch via email.)

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I am repeating this post from last July in case you missed it because "breaking into a locked truck" 

is a life skill that I believe everyone should have – only in case of an emergency, of course.

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Want to know my biggest fear about living alone in the middle of nowhere? It's not getting robbed, 

it's not suffering a life-threatening injury or illness, it's not spending Christmas by myself. 

It's locking my keys in my truck and having no one to call for help.
I'm paranoid about it and have multiple OCD processes in place to ensure it never ever happens.

So it was yesterday afternoon at 3:00 and I had just gotten home from the dentist. I got out of my truck, 

left one set of keys inside as I always do, then went around to the passenger side to remove my purse and mail, 

only to realize that I must have bumped the electric door lock upon my exit. The passenger side was locked, 

the driver's side was locked, and all four truck keys I own were locked inside. 

One of those keys was supposed to be in the house, but somebody forgot to put it back the last time she used it.

I cursed for a long while, then resigned myself to calling a locksmith, which I assumed would be cheaper than breaking a truck window and having to replace it. I made the call, set up an appointment for today, emailed the directions to him, and continued to beat myself up for having to waste a hundred-some dollars for the trip charge to the middle of nowhere.

I finished my work day and googled "how to break into a truck" just for the hell of it.

I watched this video, then ran out to the garage. Could it really be that easy?

Might I suggest that if you're going to lock your keys in your truck, the garage is the best place to do it.

I used a garden tool to pry open the top of the door and a long handled horse-training stick 

to reach inside and push down the electric lock.

When the horn started honking and the headlights started flashing, I started screaming – seriously!

It worked. I had unlocked the door.

The happy dance went on for several minutes, then I went into the house and called the locksmith 

to cancel the appointment, cautioning him that youtube might put him out of business.