I'M HOME!!!!!

Cali and Diego don't seem to have any issues. They've eaten and are now washing up. I on the other hand am a wreck. Now that I'm home I can't stop crying. I thank whoever upstairs was watching and saved my building and my kitties. Many others aren't so fortunate.

My mom phoned me at 1 pm and told me of the fire. I got sent home in a cab by my company. I ended up on a bus and taken to a local church. I think everyone there knew I wanted back to get the kitties!! I was very vocal about wanting them protected and saved.

I met an Australian woman there. She'd moved into suite 408 of building 23 a month ago, she had no insurance, procrastinated too long. She has lost everything. The 4th floor of building 23 does not exist, neither does the 3rd. The building is not going to be reoccupied, it will have to be torn down. People may not even get to see if they have any belongings left.

All this might have been started by a propane bbq left turned on. It was on the west side of the building. With today's winds the flame was blown into the roof, the bbq was on the 4th floor, and so the fire began. This was speculation by police and people at the church.

I can't get to the parking garage tonight to check on my truck, I hope it's ok. Might have gotten wet.