Steve posted some pictures from the Chronicle.
My sleep cycle is really messed up right now. Like it wasn’t already. The long hours I slept yesterday in order to repair my sleep deficit, just insured that I was not able to sleep last night. So I stayed up and cleaned some. I did a little laundry, mopped floors, and replaced things we took out of the front yard before the storm hit. Then I sat in the swing with some of the kitties for a while.
And around 4:30 a.m., I saw car lights around the curve in the street, and heard people talking. I could hear a woman talking loudly, and was wishing she would hush. She was disturbing my peace Up until then, it had been so quiet outside. At first I thought it was just people heading out to work. But they didn’t go anywhere, so I walked down the sidewalk a little. There were 2 police cars, and 2 cops had a guy sitting on the curb. I heard the female officer say something about fighting with his friend. They eventually hauled him off, but when they came around the curve, they stopped and looked at me, sitting in the swing. So I’m guessing it’s a little unusual to see somebody sitting in the swing in their front yard at 5:00 a.m. But I’m glad they were there.
Timon is still gone. We have searched everywhere. Tomorrow I’ll go down to the pound. Since city workers were out yesterday clearing debris, eventhough it was a Sunday, it’s possible Animal Control was out, too. Several people have missing dogs. When fences are down, dogs get out.
Trouble has been causing trouble. He was in the front yard with me today, and ran down the sidewalk. I called him, and he was coming back. At the same time, a car came down the street, and a neighbor’s little dog ran out to chase the car. That dog always does that. Trouble thought the dog was trying to fight with him, and he chased the little dog. Trouble is a big old hound, several times the size of this dog, which looks to be part Jack Russell terrier. Trouble bit the little dog along his backbone, a couple of inches above his tail. The little dog yelped so loud, for a minute or so, and started dragging his hind end.
I got Trouble back in the house and went to check on the dog. I called Rachael and she said it could recover. It does not look like the legs or back are broken. He does have bite marks on his back, but it could be just some nerve damage.
The neighbors that own the dog, left on Saturday in search of a place to stay that had air conditioning. Our power was still out at that time. But they left their little dog home alone….with no food. So another neighbor has been feeding it. It doesn’t appear that the owners really care much about the animal. It’s been over there crying every day. The dog dragged itself to the back yard, but did not want me to touch it. Hurt dogs can be very dangerous. But I took him some food. He does not appear to be in any pain right now.
I know our dog shouldn’t have been running down the sidewalk. At least I was trying to get him back in the house. But the other dog should not have been out, either. Our dogs are always in the back yard behind fences, except when the fences are down. Those neighbors always let their little dog run where ever it wants to run. I feel bad for the dog, but not for the neighbors. If they cared, they’d be at home, taking care of their animal. They are still gone.
Brandon and Rachael are staying over at my sister’s. He’s already at work that way. She has a generator, and they still have no power at their apartment. Rach went to work with Brandon today, and saw firsthand the work that goes into repairing and replacing AC units. She goes back to work at her vet tech job tomorrow.
My nephew, Michael, who is the cop in Pearland, has been working long nights. He comes home to do nothing but sleep, before he has to go back out at 5:00 p.m., and work a 12 hour shift. I know he’s exhausted, and he’s still young. Just wait till he gets older
Here’s a few pictures we’ve taken over the last 3 days. Click on them to enlarge them.
1.) I was standing on the front porch watching the storm blow. Scrawny wanted to come out with me. 2.) Our front yard after the storm was over. I know…it’s a mess. 3.) The only damage we had to the actual house…a shingle missing. 4.) Part of our back yard with the fence down.
5.) Still the front yard, to the left of the house. 6.) The street was blocked on the way to my parents’ house, so we stopped and Steve cleared it with his trusty chainsaw. 7.) A huge sycamore limb fell and took out the greenhouse at my parents’.
8.) A convoy of trucks delivering portable generators and gasoline to the Pasadena Convention Center.
9.) Our poor little church. That’s the back of the fellowship hall building. It’s aluminum covered walkway isn’t covering anything anymore. 10.) Steve checking out some electrical stuff on the back of the sanctuary. He had to shut off the breaker boxes, because there is wiring exposed. 11.) And see that sign in front of the church? Steve made that in 1995, before our 100 year homecoming. It is sandblasted clear heart redwood, which was handpainted. Or it use to be.
12.) This is the sign now. Everything can be fixed, though. But clear heart redwood is expensive. 13.) Loudmouth and Blackjack “hunkering down” during the storm. 14.) And finally….the state of Texas is underwater. See the downed power lines at the bottom left? Ok…maybe I went a little too far….