But being the grumpy bear he is, gives it a half a thought and rolls back over, telling me to find out if everything's okay. What?! The block could be burning down and he'll just leave it to chance? Not me! I'm putting some clothes on when I see a monster walk right past our window. Firefighters in full getup are knocking on our door wanting to check our home for Carbon Monoxide. Okay... please do! They explain that our neighbors had very high readings and just wanted to check things out on our side of the duplex. What does Mati do? Not a thing. Oh she knew they were in our house, but didn't offer one bark or even so much as a boof. THAT was weird. Well they didn't find anything and didn't recommend we evacuate the house since it wasn't likely to seep through our common wall. Y'all, my mind is not at ease.
And now neither one of us is sleeping. Ryan because of all the engine sounds and lights flashing just outside our window and me because I have this sense of responsibility to stay awake and protect my family in case they all pass out from poisoning. I know, that's dramatic.
Anyway, everyone's okay (I think). I'll be sure to visit them in the morning.
I am, however, just a bit dismayed at how little Mati, our protector from all things evil, cares about neighborhood happenings. We could all be dead and she'd be like, "My bed's so warm. I'm a happy dog."
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oh dear. So I guess she's your sworn protector as long as it doesn't disrupt her beauty sleep:) Glad everyone is ok.
Sounds like our pups. Their warm beds are more important then the protecting the hand that feeds them. Are you sure it can't seep through the common wall?
Well when they came over, they said there weren't any readings in our house and to just watch for headaches or passing out. Okay, they leave. But then I'm laying in bed thinking, "How am I supposed to know if we're passed out if we're already asleep???" So I get out of bed and go over to the neighbors' house and just confirm that there's really no risk for us and we don't need to evacuate. I mean, we DO share the same housing structure. But they said it was just our neighbors' place, they've turned the gas off, and the readings are lessening with time. It won't seep through to our side and we are safe. But if I get scared in the night to call and they'll double-check. I know that after-thought offer is supposed to make me feel better, but all it really did was make me doubt the firefighters' confidence of the situation. Either way, I went back home and laid in bed for the next hour, waiting for some sort of a sign of something amiss. We're all alive today, and workers are next door fixing whatever went wrong. So I guess everything's okay. Our neighbors aren't home yet, so I haven't been able to check on them. Mati did, however, boof at everyone leaving the scene. I guess she's not completely worthless.
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