I flew to Detroit yesterday to have Thanksgiving with my wife’s family. We had it all planned out. What to do with the cats, and what I was going to cook as my contribution to the dinner. I even made a vow to avoid discussing politics with my left side of the family.
Then, as I was writing one of the posts for today, I got an alarm on my phone and computer: a carbon monoxide alarm went off.
Then another. And another.
They are wired into my alarm system, and within a minute, I got a call from the alarm company (Ring–I like it!). They dispatched the Fire Department, who arrived quickly and entered the house through an upstairs window in which an air conditioner was placed, and found the house was indeed filled with a moderate level of CO.
And their natural gas sniffer pinged.
Being 600 miles away, this was, of course, nerve-wracking. My cats were…
