I live in what is called the Big Bend of Florida, and tomorrow (Thursday) we will likely be cowering in place while a Category 3 hurricane blows through.

We live about 20 miles up from the M on the red Sharpie-like line in the above graphic.

Am I scared? Yup. This part of Florida has NEVER had a hurricane of this magnitude come through. My county has issued mandatory evacuations for people living in mobile homes, but not for the rest of us. But where would we go with two cats? There’s a greater risk that if we left, we wouldn’t be able to get home after the hurricane because of road closures.

Our house is solid, we have a metal roof, and a tall fence that could buffer our property if it doesn’t blow away. We have enough cat food for a few months. My husband is taking it all in stride since he grew up in Miami and weathered (pun intended) a number of hurricanes.

Still. Scary shit.

Worst case scenario is we and the cats will spend the day in the master bathroom.

This is an oldish photo but captures the cat attitude of “I’m fine as long as you feed me.”

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