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Maria log day 12 October 3, 2017, Tuesday

Tuesday, October 3, 2017, Day 12

Happy Birthday to our oldest son, John David.  Somehow, Elaine managed to get a birthday message through to him.

John David and his wife Carrie love cats. Which is a perfect segue in to talking about our cat, Mylo. I've written about the dongs and a lot about the horses but nothing about Mylo. Time to change that.

Mylo rode out the hurricane at home. We left food and water for her, figuring she would find shelter. She's mostly an outdoor cat and has never been litter box trained. Taking her to a strange house and keeping her cooped up just seemed cruel.

Apparently, she did find shelter because she weathered it fine. Well, maybe a bit traumatized. She's never been a particularly affectionate cat - except when she wants to be fed. Even then she's more demanding than affectionate.

She was really happy to see us when we got home. Now she sleeps with us every night. She waits for us to settle in then jumps up on the bed between us. The first night was really surprising: I rolled over to snuggle with Elaine and got a face full of cat fur. I could make a crude joke here but I won't.

Evening - It looks like the water shut-off rumor is correct. Our water is off now.

We finally screwed up our courage and walked through the downed trees and debris to the beach. It' possible - not good, but possible.
















The beautiful curved palm tree by the entrance to the beach finally gave it up. It was undercut so badly it finally fell. So did many others.


 







Anyone who wonders why we need to protect the dunes should see our beach. It looks like the dune was sliced off with a giant machete. Instead of a rounded dune it is a cliff. Whatever Irma didn't take, Maria did.







But the dune held - again. I hope we don't have any more big-wave storms for a while. I don't know how much more the dune can take. It's barely October. Wave-and-surf season hasn't even started yet.

UPDATE: The twit-in-chief did come to the island. Beyond antagonizing local politicians his main contribution was playing football with rolls of paper towels at a church gathering.

And there is no martial law.

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