Cob Jockey

The Worst Snow Car Ever was parked in several inches of snow when I left for Texas, and was buried in even more when I got back.  7 more inches, to be exact.

Can you see it?  Barely?  It's under there, I promise.

I mean...I pushed snow out of the way with the door when I opened the door to see if my moderately reliable battery would even start.  Open door:

Yep, that's my floorboard on the right, my Auto Febreeze on the left, and smoothed out snow in the middle.

I was standing there staring at it and and contemplating digging out two tire tracks with my hands when Connor's breeder texted me to tell me she was minutes from the airport, where she was headed to pick her husband up, and she had a shovel in her trunk!  I have a great friend with great timing!


I think my favorite part was when she dug me out and then said, "Now, I know you have a new saddle in your trunk that you want to try on Connor, but the roads are pretty bad and you should really just go straight home.  I'm not your mother, but I am your Other Mother, and anyway, I think your mom would agree with me!"  (She did, and told me to tell Lisa thank you.)

Thanks to my Other Mother, I got out of the parking lot and did go straight home.  It made for a good story!