Rivalry in the stable?

Believe it or not, our 'Life with Westy' began (somewhat by surprise) 6 years ago this month.

Over those 6 years Dave was busy with our myriad of house renovations (you may have read about them here as I veered completely off topic for an extended period of time) and occasional small(ish) Westy-improvements, leaving no spare time to play with - much less care for - his first love, his 1965 Mustang.

I'm not sure if it was all the attention Westy received in preparation for the trip to Maine - not to mention the actual trip itself - or seeing a friend's sports car one recent evening but something triggered a sudden flurry of activity with the Mustang over the past couple weekends.

Surprisingly, it really didn't take much effort to get it started.

It's like a used car lot around here.

Dave took it out for a couple test runs and gave it a much-needed bath.

 

Now. I need to explain that since we got the Westy, this has been the parking order in the garage...

Westy in front. Mustang in back.
All is right with the Universe.

But THIS....this is how they have been parked since the weekend...

Poor Westy looks like it is in Time Out.
Stuck in the back, nose facing the wall...

There is a disturbance in the Universe.