Everything in our life happens for the first time. On Sunday morning, Daniel experienced an earthquake for the first time.
It was something.. We were sitting on the couch, petting the dog. Our dog, Crackle, doesn’t know or forgets that he is a dog, and often demands to be petted like a cat. Here we are sitting on the couch, the Crackle’s front legs are also on the couch. He makes funny sounds, probably meaning non-stop petting.
And suddenly the house began to shake, the walls, the floor, the sofa with us on it. Somewhere something rattled. It only lasted a few seconds, but seemed as forever. We froze in shock, and so did our brains.Continue reading “Sunday earthquake in New Bedford”