This morning I get in my truck to head to work. I got to the end of the street to see a fire truck sitting in the middle of the road. Great, no way to get to work. So Lulu, Mel and I just hung out for a while and took some pictures. The house on the end of the street had caught on fire.
The two older occupants of the house were airlifted to a hospital earlier in the morning but the dog died. The house was full of stuff and was smoldering. Lulu and I then started walking down Hwy12 hoping to get a ride as all the traffic stopped. REAL’s neighbor was up checking out the fire and gave us a ride to work.
Check out all of the shots here.
