First of all this isn't me. But I give this rider a lot credit for having guts, if not intelligence.
With Marty Bass (local weatherman) beating the calamity drum and three really huge trees within pulverizing distance of our house, we had decided ahead of time that we were going to leave our home and take the dogs and stay at the Holiday Inn Express on Saturday night. HIE gets my vote for their pet friendly policy.
Around 3:00 PM, the rain was starting to come down in buckets and the wind was picking up.We were finishing up our dinner of pork roast, vegetables and white wine and decided it was time to go. The car was already packed and the dogs jumped in like desperate refugees fleeing an invading army. They knew what was up. We locked the house and left not sure what we would find upon return.
The HIE was already mostly occupied by other hurricane refugees and their numerous pets. Keeping 2 on edge dogs quiet in a hotel room is not easy but they did pretty well. They had a few barking fits when the people next door banged doors or talked too loudly. Eventually I think our neighbors got the message that quiet dogs resulted from quiet boarders because they stopped banging doors and talking loudly. The Inn lost power about 10:00 PM as we were looking out the window watching the rain blow sideways in pulsing sheets and the trees sway like someone shaking out a big paint brush. I took each dog out for relief separately, resigned to the fact that there was no use trying to stay dry in the process. Then we went to bed.
The light finally pried through the rubber hotel curtains about 6:30 and I looked out to see a gray sky and a stiff wind but no more rain. It was time to venture home to asses the situation. I left Irma to stay with the dogs and headed through town. As I drove I felt more encouraged, finding a few large branches down and even a couple trees but not the widespread destruction that was predicted. Coming down our lane I found the three giant oaks still standing. Tree trash everywhere but no damage. Even the satellite dish was still on the roof. I returned to the hotel and we packed up and headed home. Irma made the observation that all the hurricane did was ruin the weekend. And thankfully that was pretty much what happened.
Sunday afternoon the sun came out and it was a beautiful day.
The HIE was already mostly occupied by other hurricane refugees and their numerous pets. Keeping 2 on edge dogs quiet in a hotel room is not easy but they did pretty well. They had a few barking fits when the people next door banged doors or talked too loudly. Eventually I think our neighbors got the message that quiet dogs resulted from quiet boarders because they stopped banging doors and talking loudly. The Inn lost power about 10:00 PM as we were looking out the window watching the rain blow sideways in pulsing sheets and the trees sway like someone shaking out a big paint brush. I took each dog out for relief separately, resigned to the fact that there was no use trying to stay dry in the process. Then we went to bed.
The light finally pried through the rubber hotel curtains about 6:30 and I looked out to see a gray sky and a stiff wind but no more rain. It was time to venture home to asses the situation. I left Irma to stay with the dogs and headed through town. As I drove I felt more encouraged, finding a few large branches down and even a couple trees but not the widespread destruction that was predicted. Coming down our lane I found the three giant oaks still standing. Tree trash everywhere but no damage. Even the satellite dish was still on the roof. I returned to the hotel and we packed up and headed home. Irma made the observation that all the hurricane did was ruin the weekend. And thankfully that was pretty much what happened.
Sunday afternoon the sun came out and it was a beautiful day.
2 comments:
A not-so-modest adventure. The only positive aspect of a hurricane is that it pulls in a couple of days of great weather which, unfortunately, one uses to clean up!
glad you're home safe and sound and glad you had the doggie Xanax!! I finally got power back..all I can say is Good Night Irene!!
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