We just had an earthquake about an hour and a half ago. It was crazy! I haven't felt an earthquake in a long time - since I lived in Chile, in fact. The boys were tearing around the kitchen and I was sitting in a rocking chair watching and laughing when all of a sudden my rocking chair started moving of its own accord. My eyes quickly darted to the chandelier that hangs over our kitchen table and sure enough, there it was, swinging away. I'm afraid my emergency skills (i.e. remaining calm) need a bit of fine tuning as I jumped up, yelled for the startled boys to follow me, then ended up herding them toward a doorway. It was more than a bit embarrassing after the fact, considering the whole thing was over before we even managed to make it to the doorway. The Chief called to see if I had felt it, then looked up the Southern California earthquake site and found out that the epicenter was in Chino Hills, up near LA. It was a 5.6.
After various phone calls, Buddha and I settled down to an intense, doorway discussion about what earthquakes are and what we do in an earthquake. He is now better trained than I am. Well, that's our excitement for the day. Oh, incidentally, I find it interesting that yesterday I was getting annoyed with our backyard neighbor's dogs who seemed to be going crazy barking up a storm all day long. I wondered to myself if perhaps we were going to have an earthquake because I remember learning in Chile that animals can sense that they are going to happen and tend to go crazy beforehand. Food for thought. Maybe living in California we should invest in a dog so that, besides the extra security, we can also benefit from its early earthquake detection abilities.