okay. just as i was posting that last post, some girl came knocking on our
door telling us to get out because there was a fire in the adjacent condo.
i shut my computer off and ran downstairs telling john to grab the cats.
he grabbed dessy but we couldn't find tigger. i ran up and down the stairs calling his name... the girl knocked on the door again telling us we needed to get out...
so we ran out without tigger. the condo next to us had yellow flames gleaming from their kitchen window. i spotted tigger in the bushes. he must have ran out when john answered the door the first time. john chased him down..getting mauled in the process..but we finally got both of them contained. the firefighters showed up quickly..they're just down the street. they managed to put out the fire...which turned out to be some sort of grease fire from cooking. no damages sustained to our place..thank goodness.

geez.. so this is what it's like to have 100 grand flash before your eyes. :P
it's amazing what goes through your head when you've got 1 minute to vacate your abode.

sigh.. fweeeew.