There are many reasons, of course, the least being:
*the snow blower has been so over used that it finally died! (and Patrick asked when it went to heaven)
*vertically challenged people (like myself) cannot See over the MOUNDS of snow! (the other day I almost got run over by an overly zealous good Samaritan who was charging down the street with the snow blower as I attempted to turn a corner...
*our poor pup, Maverick, doesn't like deep snow....so when we open the door he takes one look at the falling snow, looks at us, then makes a beeline under the bed...
*same pup now has his own private shoveled path the length of the back yard!
*dirty snow is NOT pretty!
I don't mean to complain.....really I don't.....heck, yes I do!!!!