katparks
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If you will allow me, I have a soapbox to get on.
*clears throat* Ahem!
EMERGENCIES CAN COME UP AT ANY TIME. BE PREPARED IN ADVANCE!
*gets off soapbox*
Now, the back story to my reminder... Friday, everyone started talking about snow. Saturday, I fretted and worried while Jason told me it wouldn't amount to much and we made plans to rototill the garden after the snow melted. Early Saturday afternoon, I went to Chem lab planning on being out before the snow started, best guess was between 4 and 5. It wasn't even 3 when the first person cried "Snow!" and I looked up to see over half an inch on the ground already. By the time we finished lab and Jason came to pick me up, there was already maybe 2 inches on the ground.
My paranoia had paid off -- Baby and the buns all had sufficient food and water for the weekend, "just in case" we couldn't get back there, everyone having been taken care of that morning. So we holed up at my mother's house, made dinner, and when the power went out, we sat around playing board games by candlelight, while I asked Jason to call the house every hour to see if they still had power. (No one was home, but they still use an old-fashioned answering machine... So no power, no answering message.) My mother's house lost power around 7pm. The house with Baby and the buns lost power somewhere between 10 and 11. Around that same time was when the first tree fell on the gas tank outside. A visit from the fire department later, we determined we weren't in immediate danger of blowing up the house, but Jason was standing on the porch listening to a tree explode every couple minutes.
In the morning, neither house had power yet. I thanked everything I could think of that I had just bought a travel cage for Baby, and we went to brave falling trees and downed power lines and a state-declared State of Emergency to make it up there and bring him back to the house that had the gas fireplace and stove to heat it. The buns have plenty of fur, so they just got checked on to make sure they still had plenty of water and food. Of course, never really thinking about what I would do if a disaster happened (still new to this whole parrot thing, and kind of fell into it by accident, so please don't hold that against me) nothing was set up, I had nothing ready, and my only saving grace was that the travel cage was on the table next to him, the intention being that I was going to introduce it to him slowly, take him on a "trip" to the other room first, then take him on a trip literally down the road to visit his favorite person ever, so that it wouldn't be a scary bird-eating cage when I needed to take him to the vet. Needless to say, none of that happened.
His toes were cold to the touch when I got there. I was terrified. Luckily for me, I had two things in my favor: first, that the living room had big windows, and was at least 5 degrees warmer than the rest of the house, and second, that Baby isn't afraid of ANYTHING. I held the travel cage up to his cage, and he came over and climbed right in. No hesitation, no second-guessing. He went in the warm living room while I had to pack a bag of "stuff" for him. Being a person who likes being ready for anything, I planned on up to a week, not knowing that later that day The Powers That Be would announce it might BE up to a week without power. A couple toys, food, and treats later, I was all packed up, we warmed the car back up, and we headed back to my mother's house.
My mother has dogs and cats. Much bigger dogs than Baby's seen before (miniature dachshunds, he's used to). They got locked up while we brought him in and got him situated by the fireplace. The cats... Well, the cats aren't important, because they were so terrified of him that all but one stayed out of the room altogether. The next couple days involved a lot of shuffling pets around, making sure everyone was safe (especially from each other) and stayed warm.
We were lucky. It's Tuesday now. We had power at my mother's when we woke up this morning, Jason's house got power back a little later, Baby went home this afternoon, and we had cable and internet when we got back to my mother's to start assessing damage. What would I have done if we hadn't gotten power back until next Saturday? What would I have done if the temperature had plummeted below what the fireplace could warm? What would I have done if the gas tank had been punctured? What would I have done if the big tree next to the kitchen HAD come down and taken out part of the house? I have no idea. That's a scary feeling. I have no idea how I could possibly have kept everyone safe and warm. What if the water had been contaminated, as happened just north of me over the summer? Or if one or the other house flooded? Or if there was an earthquake? What if something happened to me?
So... back on my soapbox now... PLEASE have contingency plans. Have a bag packed with essentials. Have copies of vet records. Know where you can go if an emergency happens. I was lucky, this time around. But I hated being helpless, I hated not having any idea what I was doing or how I was going to deal with the situation, and you can bet I'm not going to leave it to luck next time.
I'd love to hear what kinds of emergency plans each of you have in place. Along with having a bag of essentials packed at all times, I'm going to start a binder to keep vet records, phone numbers of shelters, et al in. And ask around my friends to see who has apartments/houses that might be bird-friendly in an emergency. Still no idea what I'd do if a major earthquake happened, though...
*clears throat* Ahem!
EMERGENCIES CAN COME UP AT ANY TIME. BE PREPARED IN ADVANCE!
*gets off soapbox*
Now, the back story to my reminder... Friday, everyone started talking about snow. Saturday, I fretted and worried while Jason told me it wouldn't amount to much and we made plans to rototill the garden after the snow melted. Early Saturday afternoon, I went to Chem lab planning on being out before the snow started, best guess was between 4 and 5. It wasn't even 3 when the first person cried "Snow!" and I looked up to see over half an inch on the ground already. By the time we finished lab and Jason came to pick me up, there was already maybe 2 inches on the ground.
My paranoia had paid off -- Baby and the buns all had sufficient food and water for the weekend, "just in case" we couldn't get back there, everyone having been taken care of that morning. So we holed up at my mother's house, made dinner, and when the power went out, we sat around playing board games by candlelight, while I asked Jason to call the house every hour to see if they still had power. (No one was home, but they still use an old-fashioned answering machine... So no power, no answering message.) My mother's house lost power around 7pm. The house with Baby and the buns lost power somewhere between 10 and 11. Around that same time was when the first tree fell on the gas tank outside. A visit from the fire department later, we determined we weren't in immediate danger of blowing up the house, but Jason was standing on the porch listening to a tree explode every couple minutes.
In the morning, neither house had power yet. I thanked everything I could think of that I had just bought a travel cage for Baby, and we went to brave falling trees and downed power lines and a state-declared State of Emergency to make it up there and bring him back to the house that had the gas fireplace and stove to heat it. The buns have plenty of fur, so they just got checked on to make sure they still had plenty of water and food. Of course, never really thinking about what I would do if a disaster happened (still new to this whole parrot thing, and kind of fell into it by accident, so please don't hold that against me) nothing was set up, I had nothing ready, and my only saving grace was that the travel cage was on the table next to him, the intention being that I was going to introduce it to him slowly, take him on a "trip" to the other room first, then take him on a trip literally down the road to visit his favorite person ever, so that it wouldn't be a scary bird-eating cage when I needed to take him to the vet. Needless to say, none of that happened.
His toes were cold to the touch when I got there. I was terrified. Luckily for me, I had two things in my favor: first, that the living room had big windows, and was at least 5 degrees warmer than the rest of the house, and second, that Baby isn't afraid of ANYTHING. I held the travel cage up to his cage, and he came over and climbed right in. No hesitation, no second-guessing. He went in the warm living room while I had to pack a bag of "stuff" for him. Being a person who likes being ready for anything, I planned on up to a week, not knowing that later that day The Powers That Be would announce it might BE up to a week without power. A couple toys, food, and treats later, I was all packed up, we warmed the car back up, and we headed back to my mother's house.
My mother has dogs and cats. Much bigger dogs than Baby's seen before (miniature dachshunds, he's used to). They got locked up while we brought him in and got him situated by the fireplace. The cats... Well, the cats aren't important, because they were so terrified of him that all but one stayed out of the room altogether. The next couple days involved a lot of shuffling pets around, making sure everyone was safe (especially from each other) and stayed warm.
We were lucky. It's Tuesday now. We had power at my mother's when we woke up this morning, Jason's house got power back a little later, Baby went home this afternoon, and we had cable and internet when we got back to my mother's to start assessing damage. What would I have done if we hadn't gotten power back until next Saturday? What would I have done if the temperature had plummeted below what the fireplace could warm? What would I have done if the gas tank had been punctured? What would I have done if the big tree next to the kitchen HAD come down and taken out part of the house? I have no idea. That's a scary feeling. I have no idea how I could possibly have kept everyone safe and warm. What if the water had been contaminated, as happened just north of me over the summer? Or if one or the other house flooded? Or if there was an earthquake? What if something happened to me?
So... back on my soapbox now... PLEASE have contingency plans. Have a bag packed with essentials. Have copies of vet records. Know where you can go if an emergency happens. I was lucky, this time around. But I hated being helpless, I hated not having any idea what I was doing or how I was going to deal with the situation, and you can bet I'm not going to leave it to luck next time.
I'd love to hear what kinds of emergency plans each of you have in place. Along with having a bag of essentials packed at all times, I'm going to start a binder to keep vet records, phone numbers of shelters, et al in. And ask around my friends to see who has apartments/houses that might be bird-friendly in an emergency. Still no idea what I'd do if a major earthquake happened, though...