how I spent the August 5 flood

I woke up from a nap becaue my neighbor had come in the front door (open as usual I guess) to tell me to move my truck. I had laid down thinking we were having a nice summer downpour. Now the water was way up the wheels. I tossed my neighbor the keys (he moves everybody’s vehicles when it floods) and went looking for Sallly. She usually hides under the house when it rains hard. My fear was she would keep going to higher ground under the house and find herself trapped.

I waved a flashlight around and I saw her run. (Note: get good flashlights. Spend a little money. If you’re gonna buy trashlights from Walmart, buy ten of them.) I thought it was her anyway. I wasn’t sure. I would up crawling in the rubble under the house, looking for her and worrying. Eventually the water got too high for me to keep doing this, so after being wet for a few hours I went to worry inside and think about what I would do if she were dead. Or even afraid. I can’t stand to think about it. I tried to work on some Javascript; that didn’t work out. So I just worried until about 11:30 p.m. when I heard “Wow! Wow!” from the open back door, and there she was, pretty wet and big eyed, but looking more hungry than anything. I tried to towel some of the lake-smelling gasoline water off of her but she just wanted to eat treats and gnaw between her toes. She hopped onto the corner of the bed at midnight, all dry, and went to sleep.

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