We had an earthquake! An honest to goodness earthquake, right here in NY!
By the time people read this blog entry, it'll be old news.
Here's how it happened:
I'm sitting on the couch, having a lovely lunch of pasta, baked ham, and cauliflower in a sour cream cheddar sauce. I stop moving, because I think I feel the couch moving. And then I ask Matt, "Has Monster (our cat) ever gotten stuck under the couch?!" Matt: "Huh?"
And that's when I noticed it. My drink was moving on the table. It was rocking back and forth!
Matt entered the room and I had the most peculiar look on my face (or so I'm told). Matt asked what happened, and I said, "I think we just had an earthquake."
Me: "Yes, I think so! The couch was moving!"
We both comment on how weird it is, Matt contemplates the house virtually imploding, and then we go about our day. And then I decide to check the news.
Sure enough - earthquake!
In all seriousness, I hope all the people and animals near the epicenter are ok. From what I've heard, the earthquake was closer to the earth's surface, so that's why the quake was felt from so far away.
As you can see, the horses were traumatized just minutes after the quake. I went out to check on them, and they didn't have a care in the world.
Well, except where the best grass was.