The other shoe dropped

The Pup tried to kill Jared today. We both had to work this morning, so we left the house at the same time. In fact, he was in my line of sight all the way until he transitioned onto I-80. The Pup waited until that exact moment to go haywire. Apparently she ran over a nail and spun out, leaving Jared sort of sideways in freeway traffic.

I was going along my not-so-merry way to the office completely oblivious until I got a call from Jared that he had hobbled into Discount Tires to have the Pup patched up. Fortunately he recently had some tires installed there, so the repair was free. Still, though, this is getting pretty ridiculous.