I’d love to tell you that, like Beth, I am so earthquake-sensitive that I felt the tremors, sprang out of bed, and immediately wrote a news report about the 6.0 magnitude quake that struck American Canyon, California (and was felt in SF!) at 3:20 this morning.
I’d love to tell you that, but I’d be lying. Instead, I was awakened by one of the dogs I’m caring for (I’ll tell you all about being a DogVacay host some other time), then wrote the report, etc etc. My canine emergency warning system ran to the edge of the bed, growling all the while, then started barking, at, I guess, the Earth. (It couldn’t be anything else, because all the other pets were in bed with us, as you can see. I prefer not to consider the possibility that I have a ghost.)
Then, seismic activity scolded, he turned around and went back under the covers. Just in time for me to pick up my phone, see an alert from the US Geological Survey, think “someone must’ve stumbled into the seismograph, no way we just had a 6.0…oooooh,” and get to typing.
So, while Beth was checking her emergency bag, I was making you a timelapse video of Baxter telling the earthquake who’s boss. Enjoy.