I was shaking my booty today...growlmy got her booty shaken up good too. OMD!
I had to bark my head off to make sure no further shakes of the booties here happened. Sheesh.
I was relaxing beside growlmy as she was working at her desk before getting ready to abandon me in favor of her working with her residents at the nursing home. My kitty brofurs were napping in sunpuddles to warm their furs.
Suddenly there was a lot of noise, like a million heavy trucks or a train right beside our den...or hundreds of metal birds strafing it. (Helicopters) The piano was joining in too...all the strings inside it were humming! The dishes in the china cabinet were dancing, rattling and clattering too. Some pictures even decided to change their orientation on the walls, Oh, MY!!
Then it stopped, but just as quick as it stopped it started all ovfur again, YIKES!
Those kitties here spooked and ran fur cover...I barked and barked until it worked to make all this chaos leave me alone. Growlmy stood up and went to the window to see if pawppy had broken the gas line or something, as he was out there cutting down the shaggy blades of grass to even them up...I had been out there with him snoopervising, but came in to make sure growlmy was still there. Nope, he was still working and unfazed by the racket we were having inside.
Growlmy checked the cellar to see if the furnace and water heater were OK, and to see if anything else had suffered from the shakes. No problems there.
Growlmy went outside to ask pawppy if he had noticed anything...he said 'Nope.' Well that lawnmower is nosy and has its own set of shaking and vibrations.
Well, after a bit of time passing, the news came out:
We had been experiencing an earthquake. 4.2 on the Richter Scale. At 1223pm, May 2, 2015. Wow! The last earthquake here like this one was in 1947 at 4.6...that was way befur growlmy was invented!
It was the talk of the evening at growlmy's work place. Some of the residents had felt it, too.
It is also a full moon...
Which all brewed up a nice evening of 'the crazies' at her work...the full moon might as well be ovfur her building 24/7, BOL!
As if this wasn't enough, at 1pm the emergency sirens went off as they each month on the first Saturday, to test them.
Howl time!! Arooooooooo-howl-yip-yowl-arooooooooooooooo!
Sheesh, what a day!
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