When Disasters Strike

last Sunday a magnitude 6.5 quake hit my home town. No one was seriously hurt but buildings were damaged and the CBD was closed as engineers checked out buildings and other infrastructure.

The media went in a frenzy of speculation, covering all the damage and what the possibilities were of a bigger quake happening now that aftershocks were a repeating half hour occurrence.

Lottie, (AKA the brindle rocket) our resident Greyhound was less than impressed, crying after each big rumble and shake. Now a week on, she's thankfully become so used to the repeated shakes and rumbles that she's taking aftershocks in her stride.

With our Greyhound now more accepting of the odd quake our thoughts began to shift to planning for what would happen if the big one was to strike?

Conversation inevitably shifted to stockpiling water and food or where we'd go if we were not home when the quake hit.I compiled a brief story on what gadgets I'd pack into a quake survival kit and in the process of writing it I started to think about what would happen to Lottie if a large quake hit?

Thankfully we'd invested in a 25 kilo bag of dog biscuits but water was still going to be a challenge.  Food and water were one thing, but of more concern was what would happen if Lottie like so many other pets in a major quake freaked out and decided to run to the hills.

Thankfully being a re-homed ex racing Greyhound, Lottie was chipped which meant that if she was to bolt in an earthquake and was eventually found, she could be tracked back to us - thank goodness!