God save us from the tree people.

Last night we had a large, half-dead pine tree cut down in our back yard. Er, side yard. Back side yard. Back corner of the house ... whatever!

Anyway, the tree was technically on our property. The roots, however, were cutting into the sewer lines of the lady next door, who wanted it out. Instead of asking us to pay for it, she just hired someone to do it. It was really a win-win situation ... it needed to come out, and we didn't have to pay. YAY! The only problem was that the people were doing it after hours (read -- under the table) so they worked from 6-9pm.

All of the dogs were fine with the chainsaws ... except Keagan. Keagan hid under the bed. He is moderately sized (about 65lbs) but quite roly-poly and VERY uncoordinated. So, having him thrash around to get under the bed was quite interesting. When they finished cutting the limbs and started feeding them into the mulcher he started to relax. Then the other shoe dropped ... or should I say, tree.

This pine was maybe, 5381950180918 ft. tall. And when it fell it was LOUD. Loud enough to make Keagan pee. In my floor.

Not only did Keagan pee everywhere, but the rest of the dogs went NUTS. Well, the rest except for Dals, who just kinda stood there like, "Uhhhh ... did something fall?" Kwellen went scampering off with the cats. Kiden and Elli slinked down and tried to get BEHIND the couch they were sleeping on. It was a mess.

Its good to know that my house contains rougly 400lbs of dogs and not a SINGLE one of them would be useful in an actual scary situation. But, they are good for snuggling after the scare is over.