The evacuation alert came at 10 pm on a Monday night. We rushed out into a chaos of people packing and wind that kept switching directions every 15 seconds or less.
When we got to the shelter, we had access to bathrooms and a table of snacks and water. There was no place to sleep, however, except in our own cars. Lynn called around until a friend of hers took us in.
The cats adapted quite well. Little Bo assumed that she was on vacation and settle right in.
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