I am sitting here in the middle of a tornado watch with my little chihuahua trembling on my lap.
The midwest is famous for its killer tornados. I have experience with only one.
I bought a house in an area that has tornados regularly. Not necessarily the big killer tornados, but smaller ones that run along the same path every year. My neighbor replaced his shed 3 years in a row, then moved it to a different location in his yard, now it has stayed to ground for quite a few years.
But the path still remains.
One evening I was talking to my sister in the phone, in my kitchen. My little chihuahuas ran outside and ran right back in and down to the basement. I was not paying attention, I could hear the wind, i could hear my patio furniture moving around but I did not notice. The warning sirens did not go off so I just kept talking to my sisters.
Then I heard police sirens. I looked outside. There was a metal shed blocking the street. So I went outside in my backyard. My shed was gone!! A tree was on my garage, roof tiles were everywhere! Guess whose shed was blocking the street!!
The tornado had picked up my shed and lifted it over my neighbors house and landed it in the middle of the street. My garden equipment was scattered all over the neighborhood.
And there I was, phone in hand, looking bewildered because I had missed the entire event!