Second mistake was that the garage had flooded in Ian but the first ever so when you live in a home nearly 26 years and have never ever experienced a situation like that before you tend to believe it's an anomaly! So, I suppose it was disbelief it would happen again!
Now we know better! (Boy, do we know better! i.e. the generator under water.)
The delivery of our new recliner we moved back a day to tomorrow due to the issue they could not adjust the time around my PT, physical therapy and now my second shingles shot that was originally scheduled when the hurricane hit and of course then canceled! So, I rescheduled for today after PT.
Below are innocuous looking pictures when first one we left our home for mandatory evacuation shuttered and sandbagged and the second is when we arrived home...
Hard to tell what the inside looks like, hmm?
The garage freezer and the kitchen refrigerator freezer was taken as soon as they were put out, washer dryer will be too as well as the stove all full of salt water! We have ordered a new washer and dryer the new refrigerator was delivered Wednesday and the new white leather recliner love seat will be here tomorrow.
And not even close to all the pictures!
Allow me to introduce you to the crew...
I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name—ha! And without hesitation, the teenager said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never discovered the girl's name; Mom liked Aussie, too. Since then, we have found that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now six years old, I am the baby,.I am the largest of fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right,
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.
My previous family turned me in, stating that Imisbehavedg with their elderly dog. It had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, clearing out the shelters' day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella, beautiful either way!
Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am 12-ish years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!
I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020.
I had been wandering the neighborhood for days when I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there.
The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!
The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen
days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.
Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!
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