Last night we awoke to our bed repeatedly bumping up against the wall. . . . no, not that you naughties, an earthquake! Because our building is so tall and narrow, this 6.0 earthquake really shook us. It was noisy too as the ground rumbled and the windows rattled. With the Sichuan China earthquake on our minds, we were instantly in the kids rooms, gathering them up while they slept to take them to a safer area. The earthquake was over quickly and we only experienced one casualty, discovered the next day: Sophie's fish was thrown from it's tank and died a slow torturous death on the carpet that night. It's stiff rigor mortis body received a proper funeral in the toilet while Sophie watched it slowly swish around the tank as it was carried off to a better place.