I’ve shared LaughingWolf’s story before– short version, he was struck by lightning, and survived.
It was a solid strike, he’s still really messed up.
He had a treasured statue– story at the blog I’m going to link– in bronze. In a storage area.
Given the folks who read my blog, you probably already have a bad feeling what happened… yeah, snatch and run on the statue, and it’s probably already destroyed, although he’s holding out in hope he’s pretty sure she’s gone.
My Saturday afternoon was interrupted by a call I first thought was a telemarketer, and now really wish it had been. Instead, it was the manager of the storage facility where I have most of what’s left of my life put away for now. Not a huge thing, less than half the normal size, but packed full of memories and the few things I’ve been able to hold onto these last few years. Including my books.
Head Noises 
Sad.
Thank you for sharing this! Shared some good health news today, and for all that has happened, still consider myself blessed that it’s not worse. Sadly, no news on Flo yet.
You are very welcome.
:goes and reads: OH THAT’S GREAT!
I remember when my mom’s cancer-doctor told her to not bother coming back except for the yearly screenings– you sound like you’re taking the orders to behave seriously, too. Yay!
For me, I’m being really good. :) It is a huge relief to have (we think/hope) the worst of the cardiac issues behind us. There are hurdles, but it frees me up to build back up a bit. I just have to take is slowly and carefully. Thanks!