Death of the Naughty Squirrel
So, this morning I woke to a loud explosion at 6:30 AM. It sounded like a car got blown up or something and the power for the whole neighborhood went out. I went outside to see whose house or car was blown up and everyone in the neighborhood was on their front porch looking around to see what happened. I couldn't find anything and there is only so far I will wander outside in my fuzzy pink bathrobe, so I called the power company to let them know power was out. Of course I put ALL of my scrubs for work in the washer last night knowing I could dry them before work because, hey, Wednesday is my day to sleep later. When the power guys came out, the fuses in the box in front of our house were blown out because the tranformer by our trees exploded. A squirrel got in the transformer somehow this morning. The little squirrel was dying amongst the lavendar and his friend was sitting in the hazelnut tree chattering very sadly. Luckily the power was back on in time for me to dry clothes to go to work!