Ground breaking news!
There I was, sitting at my computer, minding my own business. Mo was in bed and the cats were all tucked up in their room.
Suddenly somebody grabbed my chair, pushing it against my back and shook it vigorously! I turned to see who or what it was – nobody of course! “What the?”…… it shook again, only this time so did the floor! There was a very loud roaring sound, like thunder, and I knew…… this was an earthquake!
Fear gripped me. “Oh my goodness, what do you do in an earthquake?” The shaking stopped and I rushed upstairs to where Mo was asleep…….only she wasn’t asleep any more. “What was that?” I heard her say as she scrambled out of bed? We met on the stairs “I think it was an earthquake” I said, with adrenalin rushing round my body like a tornado.
We rushed downstairs and mo went straight to the front door and outside. I said “Don’t go out there” ….after all the ground could have opened up and swallowed her…. all down the road lights were going on. I was shaking and telephoned Sandie to see if they had felt it. Sandie, who had apparently been rushing around like a headless chicken not knowing what to do …..aside from rush to the toilet, had, in fact felt it.
I immediately put the radio on and low and behold it was everywhere! I don’t know why but that made me feel a bit better……it hadn’t just singled me out!
The adrenalin was still pumping round my body so I made a cup of tea…. well you do don’t you? We listened to the radio and people were calling in and telling their stories. After an hour Mo went back to bed and I stayed up. I still hadn’t totally relaxed and couldn’t have slept.
Finally I calmed down enough to go to bed and sleep. It was the most scared I have ever been and I can’t imagine how they cope in the parts of the world where they have really big earthquakes.
The next day Mo said that the cats room looked like a bomb had gone off! They must have been very scared, as they had gone berserk – even the trim on our units was on the floor. Poor babies, we didn’t think to check them. On reflection it was probably Sukie as she is frightened of everything.
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Jeanette Spain | 27 February 2008 at 22:50
oh Babs I can feel your fear just reading your blog, like you say that was so frightening for you all, what must the big ones be like, I cannot imaging the fear in them people.
So pleased you are all ok and hope the poor cats have got over their fear.
Have a good nights sleep tonight with no quakes.
Jeanette Spain
Sindie | 27 February 2008 at 23:13
Both Gary and I were woken by it. Gary sat bolt upright and shouted ‘What the hell is that?’He thought it was the high winds taking the roof off! I told him not to worry and go back to sleep. How daft is that? The noise was deafening and the shaking nearly had me jumping out of bed. In my sleepy state I too thought it was probably a hurricane. How come we both went back to sleep then? Oh well, at least no one died. :0)
Cream-Team | 27 February 2008 at 23:21
That’s the good thing about being really sleepy. You don’t get scared and sleep through it :O)
weechuff | 27 February 2008 at 23:54
Have you considered the fact that the shaking and rumbling may have knocked all those bits on to the floor, and that’s what frightened the poor cats? Lots of people reported things rattling and crashing to the floor, so maybe?
Spider | 28 February 2008 at 1:28
ooh I was all alone sitting at the computer when it happened. It set the dogs off barking and howling madly which frightened me even more. I must admit for a few minutes I really thought someone was outside and supernaturally shook the house. I was scared witless.
Dave thought he had dreamt it. Bea never even woke!!!
Tina
Anne | 1 March 2008 at 19:10
It woke us up too – I thought it was an animal in the loft – and then thought something had fallen off the roof. Wasn’t until the morning when we realised what it was (we had looked at the clock when it happened). Must have been so scary for everyone in the thick of it. Couldn’t live in San Francisco!
Anne xx
Swubird | 7 March 2008 at 2:57
Your description of the quake takes me back in time. I’ve lived in California all of my life, so I’ve definitely had my share of earthquakes. Fortunately, nothing too valuable was ever lost. There’s a big gash in the top of our piano where a small statue fell from its shelf, but other than that it’s okay. All in all, I guess I’d rather have earthquakes than tornados.
Nice post. Happy trails.