Getting some kind of reassurance from the Louisiana hurricane fatality statistics on Wikipedia: only 30 people died in Hurricane Laura last year, which hit west of NOLA as a Cat 4. Most of those were weird incidental things, like downed trees or monoxide poisoning from indoor gas generators.

That's what it's come to, though. Still scared shitless for the cats braced for bad news but cautiously optimistic that they can handle 1-2 days of hiding on high grounds and no food if Peg has to bail.

I have romanticized notions that they'll hang out with their cousins down the street and they'll all peacefully share the abandoned house together.

My inner Daoist Farmer keeps telling me for all I know, this is just me losing my REAL hurricane fear cherry good and hard. That maybe this is a potential act of mercy from the gods, and since I was so terrified about this possibility, they're getting it outta the way for me, with my hands tied, so I can see Peggy and the cats are gonna get through this fine...

I dunno. If anything bad happens I am gonna need you guys more than ever. Sunday and Monday are gonna be rough days no matter what.