Last night there was a 5.7 aftershock in So Cal close to the Mexico border at about 9:35 p.m. Tiffany felt it and told me so at once, but it had escaped my notice. Rex, the cat, with his superior feline sensitivity, slept peacefully beside me throughout, apparently ignoring the fact that he was supposed to alert me to seismic occurances such as this. I was under the impression (misplaced, in this case) that animals have an innate ability to anticipate movement along the San Andreas Fault, causing them to exhibit bizarre behaviours before the onset of an earthquake, which would then result in the saving of many lives, their master's in particular.
Lassie, after all, did tell someone whenever Timmy was in the well, earthquake or not.
Seriously, Rex. You could have at least opened one eye and checked to make sure I was okay.
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