Molly was on my desk when a
5.0 4.8 4.4 occurred about 15 mi out to sea. It produced three distinct bumps here, and she literally
"spun her wheels" leaving my desk. You know those cartoons, where the legs are flailing but the body is not moving? Well, that was my calico cat. When she finally got traction, she dematerialized and reappeared out in the hall, with her eyes like dinner plates. She seems, now, to be spending the day on a shelf in the bedroom closet.
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