Last night we were watching the Super Bowl. It was a damp, cold night in our area. Temps were about 28º but we had a big fire in the fireplace and we were toasty warm. The baby chicks were snug and warm under their heat lamp in the bathroom. I’m kinda liking it because it’s the bathroom I use and the heat lamp is keeping the whole bathroom warm . . no cold toilet seats for Judy! The bantam babies are fully feathered but they’re still under a heat lamp on these cold nights.
About the middle of the second quarter, the Super Bowl was still holding Vince’s attention. He wanted the Seahawks to win, by the way. I was knitting and trying to pay just enough attention to the game so I could look up and watch the commercials.
Then, suddenly . . everything went black. The electricity was out. We had some ice in the area but at our house, it didn’t seem like enough to cause problems with the electric lines.
Vince: Oh, no! No TV . . I’m missing the game.
Me: Oh, dear! The baby chicks need heat.
Vince: The internet isn’t going to work either.
Me: Can we bring the baby chicks in here by the fire?
Vince: I wonder if they have power in town? I could go to *friend’s* house and watch the game.
Me: I should go get the bantams and bring them in the house.
Vince: Do we have a radio that works off batteries?
Lucky for us, and the baby chicks, the power was only off about 10 minutes. I heard on the news this morning that it was off over an hour in town. My baby chicks would have gotten way too cold if we had not had power for over an hour. Worse, depending on who you ask, Vince would have missed half of the Super Bowl!