A rude awakening

As I was getting ready for work this morning, it seemed that I could hear sirens off in the distance… the very near distance and so I wandered over to the window a looked outside to see if I could catch a glimpse. This is pretty much what I saw:

A rude awakening

This is not a happy sight unless their happened to be an unscheduled parade in going through my neighborhood. I saw no Tootsie Rolls.

Actually there were more than just this one. This was one of about five La Vergne fire department vehicles. Later that number grew to include a couple of La Vergne police cars and someone from the water company maybe? Whatever, this was not good. I didn’t smell any fire, but I rapidly finished dressing to see what was going on (My apologies to the fireman that saw me wearing only a towel as I was looking out the upstairs window. This probably burned his eyes more than any smoke ever has).

There was no fire in my house and my vicious guard dog lay placidly in the dining room, probably dreaming of driving my car. From my front porch I saw:

Fire trucks in front of the house

I could also see my next door neighbor standing in her driveway looking distraught. All the windows in her house were open along with the front door. A fireman was using an industrial strength fan to drive the smoke from the house. Not good, but the fire was apparently out. After talking to her I discovered there was an accident, a small corner of their living room burned and everyone has frayed nerves, but everyone is also okay, which is the important thing.