Flood water of nearly a foot and a half!
Wind damage tore down the fence on the west side of our home, which Hubby had installed way back in 1998! No other of the three hurricanes before these last two had taken it down, and Hubby has already rebuilt that!
The wall in the foyer that the nasty City Furniture delivery man destroyed, which Hubby also did a great job repairing! City Furniture never admitted that he did it, and all they did was take a little off as a discount on the couch recliner we had purchased! It miraculously survived the maltreatment of its box!
That recliner couch and two chairs from elsewhere another white leather couch we all helped assemble and then they were placed by Hubby. Number One Son came down to help with the new stackable washer and dryer which are extremely heavy!
Fortunately, the new refrigerator was on wheels and went into place, and so was the garage freezer!
The saltwater surge had its way with all of its predecessors so out to the curb it all went!
The luxury vinyl flooring is guaranteed for life, but we have not heard yet if, in acts of G-d, they are too.
Hubby brought back two more than the $600 additional ten boxes he bought to repair the floor, a return of $186 + for the two full boxes closed with seven pieces in each.
We charged everything we needed to remain in our home, and we were fortunate enough that we had funds to pay that bill if it was a while until our insurance kicked in and it did in the nick of time!
So far we received just under 16K 13k was the advance from FEMA for all flood damage, our lower kitchen cabinets are crumbling and they could be the most expensive replacement, our dishwasher is history! the stove is working but the saltwater has damaged its exterior and rust has started to be its enemy! The difference in the sum is due to the pittance that Tower Hill our homeowners paid since the two hurricanes were flood issues, not wind issues, so they paid us $2300+, $600 less than this year's premium coverage by them, interesting, hmm?
Flushing with regular water was delayed due to being evacuated.
And yes they are in my bill payer to be paid for the year due to fear of being cancelled!
Even though we own our home outright it is best to get the coverage here for homeowners and flood! The flood we must have due to the location of our home being on a saltwater canal. And FEMA has been our insurance company for years. I am sure their premium will be going up too. That is why we felt we had to pay off our home that gives us wiggle room with finances slightly, less worry! With all our health issues!
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 seven 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 I misbehaved 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 13-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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