After a fun day at the beach on Sat, Chris and I came home to a series of unfortunate tornadic events. First: due windy weather and an unlocked back door, our cat Derby got out. Luckily we found him, frightened under our back stoop. Second: stormy winds knocked out our power at 11pm cutting our night short, so much for DVRing SNL. Third: At 12:30am the local emergency siren (which is wicked loud and scary) went off to alert us to a tornado warning. Being that Southerners don't believe in basements, we spent 20 minutes huddled in a hallway in the center of the house wishing we'd bought batteries for the radio. Have I mentioned that I'm terrified of tornados? I think it comes from growing up in California, where tornados were pretty much unheard of. I'll take an earthquake over a tornado anyday.
Wild Screaming Cat, painting by blueyeduckstudios available for purchase on Etsy.