Finally, we are back in the game after a long break due to Hurricane Michael. We got our internet and landline back after two+ weeks. We lost it two days prior to the hurricane. Turned out that somebody who is building a house did not know what he was doing and cut the main telephone and internet wire. He should have asked me to dig, I have lots of experience. They say that I can dig to China. Anyhowls, now that we are back online we are happy to report that we are doing OK post-Hurricane Michael.
Michael turned out to be one tough cookie and brought lots of havoc. We heard and even saw trees fall down when we took shelter during the storm. There was a lot to organize before and a lot to clean up after Michael’s visit. I think it’s best for Michael not to visit us anymore. Ms. Zulu and I tried to help as best we could. I carried dead branches and pinecones; Ms. Zulu sniffed out trouble. Now I come to think of it, she seemed to sniff a lot at my butt too. How come?!
Be safe and stay out of trouble,
And yesterday the power was back on, and off, and on, and….. But yes, later in the afternoon, we seemed to be sort of back in business at headquarters. We cleaned up debris, opened hurricane shutters, and tried to get our act together. Ms. Zulu’s and I are good at supervising so that is what we did most of the day. We especially looked for squirrels because they
steal enjoy the nuts on the hickory tree that fell down.
We are not supposed to chase squirrels but it’s hard to resist these guys. My excuse is that I could be a Treeing Tennessee Brindle. Thanks Amy for pointing out the breed. A DNA test didn’t mention this breed but I sure look like one!
I’m dead tired after all that hurricane stuff. So this Brindle is going to take a well-deserved nap with Bunny and Crab.
9-10-17: 11:40 AM
As was predicted, the cone of terror arrived last night. Irma was quite thirsty; complete rivers and bays got sucked dry by her. My big sis and I tried our best to slow down the monster. Irma approached us in a counterclockwise motion. So I ran in clockwise circles with Mach 2+ speed to slow her down. Ms. Zulu cheered me on. Then she practiced Zuluism pretty much all day and into the night. This always helps to calm down our universe.
At night we decided to sleep together in Ms. Zulu’s favorite spot. It’s the safest spot in the house. Headquarters pretty much feels like a fortress, it is completely locked down with hurricane shutters closed. Trees did come down around us but so far nothing got damaged where we are. I tried to warn the humans when I heard one fall but as usual, they failed to hear anything.
Inspecting the area in the morning
Sniff this out
We lost power just after midnight and are now using a generator intermittently. Everyone is advised to stay inside today. I knew all would be OK for us as soon as I could do my business outside without getting my behind blown away and breakfast with drinks were served right on time. We hope that everyone is safe and remains to do so.
Over and out,
0011 aka Benji
We are preparing for Hurricane Irma so we will be AWOL for a bit. Irma must be Harvey’s sister because she looks very mean. We are keeping all our digits crossed that she will lessen her temper. Maybe we all need to spray some lavender spray in her direction. It seems to help everyone when I’m on my Dogtor missions. I will also throw some of my reversed Reiki in the mix. In the meantime enjoy Belén Soto’s sculptures of me and Ms. Zulu.
Over and out,
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Today we turned another Mission Impossible into a Mission Possible. It was the 13th visit so what could go wrong, eh? We went back to the adult care center. This time I was the only Dogtor so I was a busy bee and I don’t even have wings. Everyone was pleased to see us again. We chatted our heads off with the folks for about half an hour when I heard rumbling noises. It was faint at first, well not to me but those with shorter ears seem to be less sensitive to sound; it definitely got louder over time. I looked at M and we both figured that it was time to go home before it would catch up with us. It was good that we did. As soon as I jumped in the car it started raining cats and dogs. Lucky for us, we did not get a visit from that fellow Harvey that caused havoc way west of us. He is a bad, bad, guy from what I’ve heard. Lots of people and animals got themselves into a pickle. Some even died because of Harvey; so sad. Our thoughts are with everybody in that area. If you would like to help with the animal disaster relief efforts visit https://www.houstonpetset.org/hurricane-harvey-relief-fund/
Look at that
Lots of sunshine to sniff
No problems here
As we drove away from the adult care center, the sky got brighter the closer we got to headquarters. Maybe the noisy pickles got scared by Ms. Zulu’s Border Collie stare. I don’t blame them, she can be pretty intimidating at times. Maybe barking helps too. I wouldn’t mind taking the lead on that sometime. OK, gotta run. I have a playdate with my CCI friend. After the playdate we will go shopping and meet more CCI friends in the city!
Let the sunshine in,