Oh wow, we are getting ready for a hurricane. It is already a catergory four, well it slowed to a three this evening. I'm sure the winds will grow stronger again when it gets into the gulf. I am scared as usual. I always want to load up the truck and go north. But we never have done that. But if I had my druthers we would. If it stays on its projected path we will only get the western edge of it; as we did with Cindy. My nerves are still on edge though and we do have to be prepared in case Dennis changes his course.

The baby birds are gone. I don't know what happen to them. I looked on the ground under the tree and did not find them or even any feathers. I have been heart sick about it. But that's what happens with nature; it is cruel.