The kindness of strangers.

This weekend Malia and I drove to Portland to show our beagles there.

My Cadillac, affectionately known as Ken, decided that it didn’t want to start one morning – it was 5:30am and all was dark except one truck that had its lights on.

I sheepishly approached the driver and asked if they had a jumper cable. He called his work mates over and they all pointed their “griffin fluid management”trucks at my Ken to give us light, and after trying to jumpstart it for an hour in the freezing cold, one guy Mac told us he would be happy to drive us from the hotel to the show site so we could get our 8am ring time. We made it. (That post coming next)

While he didn’t have to do it – Mac kindly offered, taking Malia and I 10 miles in the opposite direction of his job site that day. He even came by the next day to check on us.

Later that day, I needed to meet AAA back at the hotel, and David Bert kindly lent me his truck so I didn’t have to catch an uber.

The world is crazy right now, but there are good people everywhere, doing little acts of kindness to fellow humans.

My weekend was overwhelming – 3 AAA call outs to start what I thought was a dead battery, which meant i neever knew if we were going to make it to the showsite on time and I arrived feeling scrambled and disheveled. For those ringside who didn’t know I am sure I just looked like a crazy woman

On Sunday, it culminated in me leaving the engine running in the car park while I ran in and showed my dogs (praying my car wouldn’t be stolen), and then packed it, and drove it home to Seattle, as I was advised not to switch the engine off as the starter was going and it was only a matter of time before it didn’t start again….its now safely at the mechanic where they will hopefully change the starter this week

Thank you also to unsung heroes Dolly and John Stearns and Malia Throop for helping through the chaos, meals and helping with my dogs. Thank you to Kayla Bonnin for coming to the hotel and picking up my baby puppy Cardi B so she could show in baby puppy. And for the hugs when the overwhelm was just too much and my tears wouldn’t stop flowing.

I won’t forget this weekend for a while.