I have my van back!  Yay!

It was all I could do not to take a drive to the city, just because we can.

My cousin did a wonderful job.  Not only did he replace the water pump for me, but he noticed the power steering was sounding wrong, so he checked it out, too.  After topping it up (it was low again, yet he could find no sign of a leak.  I checked our garage after the van was gone and saw no signs of power steering fluid leaking, either) he got some air out of the system, which is something that might have been causing the noise it was making.

Since he had to take the belt off to work on the water pump, that’s on nice and tight now, too, so it shouldn’t be making noises anymore, either.

My engine.  She purrs.

Speaking of purrs…

My daughter and I drove my brother’s van back to his place.  He wasn’t home, so we stayed to visit his dog (who wouldn’t even sniff my hand, but did let my daughter skritch him a bit) and the outside cats that came to check us out.

Including one I’ve never seen before.

The others weren’t friendly at all, but this guy?

All. Over. Us!

What a sweetie!

Also, apparently, out hands taste very good, because he sure liked licking them!

The Re-Farmer