Dude, where's my yard?

I was cracking myself up today, chest deep in snow. I decided to walk Danny over to the neighbor's...okay, 5 blocks, to the superbowl party...and I attempted to get a sled out of the shed in the back...
There is no yard. I am willing to bet there is a good 5 feet of snow in the back of my house. Well, no sleds, they are probably buried. Danny had a great time greeting all of the neighbors shoveling and blowing out their driveways. My new Sorels had a workout and did very well, I might add.
Despite getting stuck in our own driveway coming home tonight, I am having fun in all of this snow!