Just when you think this can never happen to you.
Yesterday we were working in the yard (absolutely gorgeous day). I was barbequing some chicken on the grill when I noticed it was starting to look like rain. Seconds later I was out front looking to tell Mr. Right. Just then the hair stood up on the back of my neck. I immediately knew something was wrong, that a tornado was coming. I could hear a roar and the sky went black. But I couldn't find Mr. Right.
Not that I've ever been in a tornado before. I can't explain it. You just know.
Then I ran into the garage just when he was running into the garage from the other side of the house. We were screaming at each other that a tornado was coming - run to the basement (but we couldn't hear each other over the noise).
As we ran into the house and thru the foyer to the basement, we saw that the huge 60 foot tree in the front yard was pulled out by the roots and down. I had been standing there a minute before.
We both flew down the stairs to the basement, but Mr. Right turned around and saw that I was going back up [to go get Oliver just try to stop me]. Poor Oliver was standing there like "what do I do??". I picked him up and his heart was pounding out of his chest. He dug his claws into me and wouldn't let go. I think that is about the time it was over the house.
A minute and a half later... destruction all over the neighborhood. There must be a thousand trees uprooted, gas line breaks everywhere, an RV turned over onto a BMW... etc.
All this took place in a matter of about 5 minutes, tops. Maybe even 3.
No power still today. City Commissioner went around the neighborhood to deliver the bad news - probably no power until at least Friday.
We are looking for a generator, but of course we can't find one.
