mmm. hail.yesterday i was having a bad day. i am dogsitting for my sis while she is away for the weekend, which normally i enjoy as my pup poppy really loves having some buddies. last night, just as i was about getting ready to go to bed, i looked out the kitchen window to see poppy chewing on something, and nikki's dogs rolling around in the grass rubbing themselves on something. this could not be good.
i went out to investigate. sure enough, the buggers had found something dead. which is not unusual, they are dragging dead things into my yard all the time. however, this dead thing i could not immediately identify, mainly due to the wicked stench of decay preventing me from getting close enough. suddenly it clicked: they had dug up the body of pauline, one of my big barn cats, who i'd found dead in my driveway about a month ago (an only slightly less traumatizing story that i will not tell you today) (and no, i did not run her over, just in case that was your theory).
so, yeah. month-old dead cat on my lawn and dogs rolling all over her. i realized that at that time of the night there was nobody that i could call that would actually drive all the way to my house to bury a rotten cat for me, so i was on my own. with tea towel tied around my face, i used my hoe and my rake like giant tweezers with which to drag poor pauline back to her grave.
fun times. i could still taste puke in my throat when i went to bed and was relieved that my day was over and couldn't get any worse...
well. it did. i woke up about 4:30 this morning to what sounded like my house being beaten by angry ogres with big sticks. luckily, it was just a wicked crazy hailstorm smashing the shit out of my most expensive belongings. and my poor dog.
after the insanity let up, i grabbed a few hailstones off my deck. they were just the biggest ones in my immediate vicinity - it was still lightning like mad so i didn't want to push my luck - i already thought once that my day couldn't get any worse. put them in my freezer, and, satisfied that the worst was (hopefully) over, went back to bed.
i went out to investigate. sure enough, the buggers had found something dead. which is not unusual, they are dragging dead things into my yard all the time. however, this dead thing i could not immediately identify, mainly due to the wicked stench of decay preventing me from getting close enough. suddenly it clicked: they had dug up the body of pauline, one of my big barn cats, who i'd found dead in my driveway about a month ago (an only slightly less traumatizing story that i will not tell you today) (and no, i did not run her over, just in case that was your theory).
so, yeah. month-old dead cat on my lawn and dogs rolling all over her. i realized that at that time of the night there was nobody that i could call that would actually drive all the way to my house to bury a rotten cat for me, so i was on my own. with tea towel tied around my face, i used my hoe and my rake like giant tweezers with which to drag poor pauline back to her grave.
fun times. i could still taste puke in my throat when i went to bed and was relieved that my day was over and couldn't get any worse...
well. it did. i woke up about 4:30 this morning to what sounded like my house being beaten by angry ogres with big sticks. luckily, it was just a wicked crazy hailstorm smashing the shit out of my most expensive belongings. and my poor dog.
after the insanity let up, i grabbed a few hailstones off my deck. they were just the biggest ones in my immediate vicinity - it was still lightning like mad so i didn't want to push my luck - i already thought once that my day couldn't get any worse. put them in my freezer, and, satisfied that the worst was (hopefully) over, went back to bed.
ventured out about 7 this morning to check out the damage. i found hailstones on my lawn that were still the size of tennis balls, over 2 hours later and with the heat already nearing 20 degrees. thank god those ones didn't hit my car, because the ones that did sure did enough damage. dents in my roof, hood, and down the passenger side, and a giant circular crack in my windshield.
luckily my house fared better, with all windows remaining miracuously intact and only some dents in my siding to show for all the insanity. for the most part, even the gardens are ok. one of my planters got totalled, and i lost one of my 12 tomato plants, but that seems to be about it.
haha! just as i was typing this, i was on the radio! i had called CBC to report my overnight excitement, as they were getting reports of 'golf-ball sized hail overnight' and of course i had to one-up everyone. and they just played my voicemail on the news!
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