Cindy woke me early to tell me her car had a flat. “Cool, take my pickup”, was my reply. She doesn’t enjoy driving Teddy. Why, I don’t know. Used to be all she drove was pickups. So she called before she left to come home to tell me she was headed this way and that her back was killing her. Next I knew, I was interrupted on a phone call, by her, telling me she was in the ditch! I called Dean and he came and picked me up and we took shovels chains and tow rope. Got to where she had slid in and be danged if Dean ain’t about 3/4 stuck. Man it was slickery! He worked on his pickup while I dug, drove, dug, drove, etc.
Finally he got out and after too much shoveling I did also. Many nice people stopped to pass the time of day and see if Cindy or we needed any help. I love living in ranching country! Worked out fine, nothing was hurt on Teddy, I got some exercise and Dean stopped to eat a wonderful cinnimon roll for his reward of being a good neighbor and friend!
I worked way too hard and my body is telling me about it. Must be time to get into shape I guess!
By the way, this is Ash Wednesday, the first day of Lent. So the beard is gone and I have given up cussing and throwing fits, for my Lenten observance, as I usually do at Lent. Pray for me!
Dennisranch 
I can relate to Cindy, I used to drive pick-ups all the time too. It’s a girl thing, get use to it )in my case it’s an old girl thing).
Good luck buddy !
OH MY! giving up “cussin and throwin fits” I’m not sure that I would do well on that one LOL! Although it would make my wife happy. Good luck with that one.
I’ll let Brendan or Gabe stay a week with you during lent, and I won’t even require Tyler to be there. 🙂
Gee thanks, all of you. Promises promises, Jode!