Isaac is gone, we are still under Tropical Storm Warnings because the wind is still strong, but I see blue skies in the distance and everything here is washed clean. The terrible twins and I went out back to see the damage.
In the tradition of good tropical storm reporting here's a palm tree.
Palm fronds move if a bird flies by, so we saw hundreds of them as the media looked for something to report on.
These are the steps from my porch, look at the upper middle of this picture. Yes, David left a beer can on the table and it blew off.
The pool is now a pond or a swamp
Maya found a stick, she'll love that thing, carry it everywhere and try to bring it in the house, sometimes if Brady helps they actually manage to bring something like that in. That's a sight to see, the two of them trotting through the house with a branch, one on either end.
I'm pretty sure I have a broken toe, it's swollen and red and there's no wiggle, plus the nail is half ripped off. I would like to claim it as storm damage, but I'm also pretty sure it's because of this guy.
Brady Bug never learned to play with people, that can be a problem with rescues. He loves to play and I'm dedicated to teaching him. He's big and strong with huge feet that he comes flying at you with. Our play usually ends with me running away yelling stop, please stop while laughing so hard I'm weak.
David, curled up with a book through the storm read the perfect description of Bug "jubilantly chaotic", that's my Bug.
This guy tried to climb up my foot while I stood there taking pictures.
So that's it, everything is fine here. These two and I will be cleaning up the mess and probably doing more playing than anything, then tell David how hard we worked :)
See ya later gator