The number one reason I love living in the South is the generosity and kindness of the people who live here.
As some of you know, I have been sick for the better part of a week. I didn't feel like going to dog skool on Sunday, but I went bc we only have 6 classes and I hate to waste them.
On the way home from the trainers, I had a coughing fit and hit a HUGE hole in the road. When I hit the HUGE hole in the road, I busted tires on the passenger's side of my car. Fortunately there was a nice turn off in front of a church to pull into and I stopped there while I waited for Doug and the tow truck to come and rescue me.
Once I made all the necessary calls, Reilly and I got out of the car and sat in the yard of the church. I cannot tell you HOW many people from the church came out to make sure we were ok, and that we didn't need help and to offer me refreshment. I was very touched by their obvious concern.
Reilly, on the other hand, was not touched and would not let anyone within 10 feet of me, but I guess that's a good thing.
Even after the tow truck got there, people kept coming out and telling me how I wasn't the only one this had happened to.
Thankfully, I had JUST purchased the extra road hazard warranty on my car and I won't have to fork out any of my own money. Which is just as well as it's an almost $3000 repair job since my wheels are bent too.
And I wrote the city of Milton GA to inform them what happened and they said " sorry" and that they would look into fixing the hole. Grrrrrr