I felt it. 4.4 magnitude quake located out near Whittier, California.
4:26 am – Dead Sleep. Cleo barks loudly. Big Jolt. Rumble.
So this was the first earthquake I have felt since moving to California. There have been a few others…but I’ve always missed them. Woody’s felt all the other ones that I have missed…and I was a little sad. But let’s think about this…I should not be sad at missing an earthquake. Most people would prefer to miss such a potential traumatic disaster. The only other earthquake that I remember feeling was on a spring break roadtrip that we took when I was in 4th or 5th grade…maybe 6th grade – to the Grand Canyon. There was a small earthquake that night and I remember waking up and seeing the light over the table in the motel room swinging – but I didn’t know until the next morning that it was because of an earthquake.
Caltech is the go-to place for seismologists whenever there is an earthquake – news trucks are always parked outside Woody’s office whenever one occurs – so in checking their website this morning, Woody and I found some interesting links.
Woody was a bit confused in the midst of everything and wondered why Cleo barked…and when I said there was an earthquake…he did not really believe me. Cleo was riled up enough that Woody let her sleep in the bed for an hour or so. Now I feel really bad for her during other earthquakes that she has experienced from her kennel.
1 down and I’m sure countless numbers of earthquakes to go.