Battening down the Hatches

This is the phrase everybody is using around here. Although Austin is a good 200 miles from the coast, last night they were predicting that Hurricane Rita could still be a category 1 hurricane by the time it moves up here. 75 mile/hour winds or more. Yikes.

I could see Anthony getting more and more wound up as he watched the weather reports. I finally had to take the TiVo remote and put on The Daily Show. Protective night-owl that Anthony is, he stayed up after I went to bed, locating our old Coleman stove from the days we went camping, rustling up various containers for water, and even going to HEB for food supplies.

That was probably a good move, since I hear today that the parking lots at local grocery stores are full, the shelves are empty, and the check-out lines are backed up halfway down the aisles. However, the threat is much less this morning so we are all cautiously relieved. And worried about Louisiana.

We're pretty slow here at the vet clinic today, but a lot of people are calling for sedatives for their pets to relieve storm anxiety. I figure everyone's rushing around, trying to prepare, and the news says "refill your prescriptions" so they figure they better call the vet for some pills. Just remember they're for the dog, not you!