FIREMEN ARE SPECIAL PEOPLE!
Well, we had a pretty exciting day today, one which I believe we would have been happy to go without. Those fire trucks are in front of our house!Yep... an exiciting day indeed. We've been rearranging furniture and cleaning house for the last couple of days. Washing windows, curtains, etc., spring cleaning in the middle of summer because spring is too nice to waste that way and in the summer it's far to hot to do anything else. Around 1:00, after eating lunch, I pleaded "I'm pooped! I'll finish the living room after I get a nap." As I was all comfy and drifting off I heard "GAYLE! GAYLE!" I don't think I've ever heard Walt yell that loud before. Scared half to death I jumped up to see what was wrong. Walt yelled "CALL 911... THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!" Wonderful way to wake up, don't you agree? Of course I called 911! Smoke was billowing down the stairs from the second story and the house was filling up with it fast. "Dang!" I thought to myself... and I just finished washing the windows and the curtains!" The strangest things pass through your mind when you are facing a crisis. I swear I thought "On nooooo. All my friends are going to melt in my computer!" Don't laugh... it's true!
I searched for the cats. The younger one, Munchkin, decided to be playful and wanted to play hide and seek. I finally grabbed him and got him into his carrier. The older one, Mrs. Norris, I couldn't find at all. So I took Munchkin outside and came back for Tantrum the Fish, and my purse. In the meantime Walt was throwing buckets of water on the fire that was coming out of the wall. I left the front door open to let the smoke escape, and that was all I could do. The smoke was too much. Walt yelled "I think I've got it out" and was running around in that awful smoke opening windows. I yelled at him to get out of the house, and I swear I thought of you guys frying in my computer! As I said, the strangest things run through your head!
I was quite relieved when the firemen showed up. They were here in about 10 minutes, which is very good considering we live in the country. I really felt sorry for those guys having to put on all that heavy gear in this abominable heat!
Mrs. Norris, the older cat was still nowhere to be found.
Here's what happened. We rennovated this house and when we put in central air, the upstairs wasn't finished yet. It's an extremely large bedroom with a walk in closet far larger than many bathrooms. It's our daughter's bedroom (I'm glad she's away in college). But we had a window unit AC and had put that in. Evidently the extreme heat we've been experiencing here for weeks with very little relief did in the window unit. It overheated and for some unknown reason it didn't trip the circuit breaker. Most of the smoke was coming out of the burned-up air conditioner and not the place where the fire was in the wall, which was about seven feet from the window unit.
Walt had smelled the smoke about the same time the fire alarm went off. That was really thick smoke, and I'm not so trusting of fire alarms any more!
The volunteer Fireman (bless their hearts) explained that the fire was still smoldering in the wall and they would have to put a hole in the wall in order to get it out. They didn't look too happy about that, because our walls are very thick and are not made of plasterboard. They are solid wood and not easy to get through. They had to borrow one of Walt's electric saws to cut a hole and make certain the fire was dead. Then they took a large fan and blew all the smoke out of the house, which is the only reason that I'm sitting in my living room drinking a Rum and Coke and writing this. You nice people aren't going to be fried in my computer after all! Yay!
I won't be posting tomorrow; got to wash curtains and stuff. Might not post on Saturday either, but I can assure you I will be visiting.
Oh, by the way, Mrs. Norris is fine. I don't know where she hid, but she showed up about an hour after the Firemen left.
We have four dogs, all excellent watch dogs. Three of them, Tiger, Angel and Prince, are outdoor dogs. Nothing gets past them. They are in a large yard fenced in with a Tornado fence because they are dangerous to anyone who tries to sneak up on this house. Sweety, a Black Lab, is an indoor dog, and nothing gets by her either. When the Firetrucks and the ambulance showed up, they didn't make a peep. About 12 people running in and out of the house, and not one dog made a sound. No one can ever tell me that dogs don't have a sixth sense. Nothing moves within 50 feet of this house without our dogs telling us about it, but today they were as quiet as mice. I'm pretty sure that my dogs are smarter than liberals.
Walt and I could have grabbed a beer, called 911 and waited for the Firemen to do the work. You know, sort of like New Orleans in a crisis. After all, we do pay our taxes! Guess we're just stupid conservatives who like taking care of ourselves.
We're going to visit our Fire Department tomorrow and make a generous donation; they deserve it!

































































