Last night at around 12:30 Mommy and I woke up to this loud beeping noise. Right away, she knew it was the carbon monoxide detector. She woke Daddy, who was a little delerious. After seeing that the detector said "GAS" they grabbed Daisy and their phones headed out the door. Mommy called 911 because they didn't have the number for the fire department. They transferred them and the nice KCFD came out and checked out house out while Mommy and Daisy hung outside in the middle of the street in their P.J.'s (OK, Mommy was in ripped shorts and the only T-shirt that fits, Daisy doesn't have P.J.'s...yet). Our neighbor Flo came out to see what was going on. Turns out, when Daddy left the car running inside the garage it sent off some gases (Mommy told him so). It took a while to get up to where the detector was but that's what did it. Phew! I'm so glad we didn't blow up. Mommy doesn't like fires very much and she tossed and turned all night. Glad that's over with.
Love,
Sophie Rinard
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