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update again
Jun. 14th, 2008 09:17 pmWe're in a place. It's a very small basement apt in east Iowa City. The women who were renting it were nice enough to leave their internet connection for me. Robin and I are here, just waiting for Brian to come home. Might not be able to stay awake that long though.
Brian got to the house and got the cats. Am waiting to have him/them arrive. They will go stay with my friend Jen at her house, we may move there tomorrow too. Have to see if we'll be allowed to travel.
What do we do about the cats? This is killing me. Brian is going to see if he can park at the bottom of the hill and walk to them. The river is supposed to crest on Wednesday but it's unclear when we'll be able to move back in - maybe not for a week. It's also unclear if Brian will be able to get to the house today or if his access will be blocked later on when the water rises further.
There is a shelter for temporary stays open for animals. Should we attempt to get the cats out of the house and to the shelter, or set out tons of food and water and litter and wait it out?
Please help me get perspective on this.
There is a shelter for temporary stays open for animals. Should we attempt to get the cats out of the house and to the shelter, or set out tons of food and water and litter and wait it out?
Please help me get perspective on this.
Today has been the worst day.
Funeral - heartbreaking. Still processing this.
Brian called to tell me that things are "getting grim" and after talking to a few people I decide to drive back immediately with Robin (who, bless her heart, slept almost the entire way home).
I arrive to an empty, dark house, after driving through standing water to get to our street.
Our street has been evacuated and we had to leave the cats there for the time being.
Brian had frantically been trying to reach me but my cell didn't get the calls. He got us a hotel room. He thought we were dead and literally sobbed when we got there. I've never seen him cry.
So here we are -- in a hotel room, without our cats, worried and exhausted and very sad. Things do indeed look grim and I'm not sure what's going to happen.
Funeral - heartbreaking. Still processing this.
Brian called to tell me that things are "getting grim" and after talking to a few people I decide to drive back immediately with Robin (who, bless her heart, slept almost the entire way home).
I arrive to an empty, dark house, after driving through standing water to get to our street.
Our street has been evacuated and we had to leave the cats there for the time being.
Brian had frantically been trying to reach me but my cell didn't get the calls. He got us a hotel room. He thought we were dead and literally sobbed when we got there. I've never seen him cry.
So here we are -- in a hotel room, without our cats, worried and exhausted and very sad. Things do indeed look grim and I'm not sure what's going to happen.
