The car drove funny on the way to Russell & Donna's early this morning. They had asked earlier if I would look in on their dog and stoke the furnace while they were gone for the weekend. I figured they had probably left Friday night but I caught them just packing up this morning. I got out and checked around the car. One of the back tires was flat. Russ had my tire pumped up in a moment and brought out a portable pump for me in case the tire went down again. I've been fortunate to only have to replace a tire by myself a few times. When it comes to car issues I can live w/ playing the stereotypical damsel-in-distress (I know I'm too old to be called a "damsel" but crone-in-distress isn't going to get me much help). These tires have been patched before so think I'll just order new tires come Monday.