Our little Baby Beluga (her name was inspired by our trip to Alaska, for those of you who are wondering) got so thirsty on our way down to Costco today. In fact, neither of us had ever seen a car get so darn thirsty in our entire lives. We were about halfway between Hauula and Haleiwa when we first noticed it. Luckily, she was able to get almost the whole way to Haleiwa before she started complaining. And even then it was probably only because we were stuck in traffic and she could see the gas station. It was so close, and yet so far away. So as we were sitting there waiting for the parade to get a move on, she dehydrated. And at that exact moment, of course, traffic started up again. Micah was able to push her out of the way, and we started her up just long enough to verify that she had indeed used her last drop. But the church is true, and the gas station was just across the road. And the traffic was backed up because they were only letting one lane over the bridge at a time, which meant that we didn’t even have to fight cross traffic. It was less than a minute that Baby Beluga was suffering. She is all better now, and she behaved admirably towards us the rest of the trip, despite the fact that we forgot to feed her until it was a dire situation.