Good afternoon. It is I Gigi the parti poodle. We have been in a blackout since ten o’clock PM on Tuesday November 20th. My novelist and I have hot water as that runs on natural gas. This means my novelist can bathe in the luxury of warm water (not necessarily an activity I am keen on partaking of). But other than that, we’ve been sent directly into the 19th century. My novelist made Starbuck’s instant coffee with running water as hot as she could get from the tap which was rather subpar from what I understand. I am more of a tea drinker, however, and chose to drink water. But we are literally running on daylight. And it is rather chilly. I was made to wear an argyle sweater. Don’t get me wrong, I adore argyle on walks. But I much prefer prancing about my home au naturel. We had to charge her phone with the TOPDON car charger to keep it alive. And if you have any kind of automobile and you do not have one of these, you must ask Santa Claus for one immediately. We did indeed take a couple of strolls outside and last night she read most of a Sherlock Holmes story to me on her Kindle which luckily still had quite a bit of charge on it as I curled up in a fluffy blanket and lay on her lap.
It is amazing how here in the Pacific Northwest they have not figured out to cut trees away from the powerlines. They are literally intermingled. This isn’t to say this is the only way to cause a power outage, but it is certainly a way. I appreciate how much Pacific Northwesterners adore their trees, but honestly, there should be some logic, I dare say common sense when dealing with these overgrown plants. Trees are lovely things until they turn on you. As an example, we had one fall on our car once. It completely totaled it. Imagine if someone had been in it. Took out the windshield completely. Rammed itself into the passenger’s seat. I am not exaggerating here. And we are not the only ones who fell prey to these vigilante acts. These tall Pinus and Genus Abies get testy sometimes and stage coups. It is terrifying.
That said, our power came back at ten forty this morning. My novelist and I will return next Thursday with a Stream of the Week. As I mentioned , I am taking a sabbatical from writing stories for the blog until Summer 2025 to assist my novelist in penning a novel. Until then, stay warm and make sure you have plenty of battery run lights. I bid you adieu.
Gigi Catches Air 