Around 2 p.m., I was finishing up my usual late lunch and preparing to go back to work customizing my daughter’s new closet. My dog, Chelsea, was acting noticeably odd as I began clearing the plates. Come to think of it, she was acting odd all through lunch. Instead of sunning herself in front of my daughter’s picture window, she was right under my feet, panting and nervously looking up at us, a sure sign of her usual anxiety attacks. However, what was unusual was that these attacks usually only come during severe thunder and/or wind storms. Looking through the dining room picture window, I could see that the skies were very overcast, but, otherwise it was pretty quiet. Chocking it up as odd dog behavior, I headed back to my chop saw.
Suddenly, the phone rang. On the other end my mother was excitedly saying, “Did you feel it?” Confused, I asked her what in God’s name I was supposed to have felt, other than my eyes filling with sawdust from my saw. She responded, “Our cousin called saying that an earthquake had just shook her home at 2 p.m..”
Since this particular cousin lives only a few miles away from both my home and my mom’s home, and I had felt nothing, I was more confused than before. Therefore, I had to ask my mom if this was some sort of joke because, if it was, I wasn’t amused by any of it. She assured me that it was not, and that she had double checked with WMUR Channel 9 News to be sure of that.
Thinking of Chelsea’s odd behavior at lunchtime, I actually began believing my mother. After all, we do sit right on an earthquake fault line here in New Hampshire. As a matter of fact, I used to live in a home, on Winona Lake, that was sitting right on a fault line and next to a railroad track. When the house shook, which was very often, I would wait for the horn to blow. No train horn, and I knew that we had just had another earthquake. Digging a little deeper, I asked my son’s daycare, in Meredith, New Hampshire, if they had felt it. They thought I was losing my marbles, needless to say. Undaunted, I checked WMUR’s website right after dinner. There, I found that, in fact, we did experience an earthquake, of a 5.0 magnitude, which originated from Quebec, Canada.
According to WMUR, the earthquake was felt as far away as Boston. Also, according to WMUR, the last quake to hit our area occurred on January 2, and was centered West of Nashua, New Hampshire. That one was recorded as a 1.6.
However, a WMUR fan noted that the Western Observatory reported the last quake to hit New Hampshire was centered in Berlin and occurred on June 9. That one was supposedly a 2.4 and, yes, I didn’t notice that one either.
Speaking of WMUR fans, I noticed how many stories from fans were similar to mine. One reported her cat becoming extremely alarmed. Another noted how she felt it upstairs, but her husband didn’t feel it downstairs. To put in your own input on what you may or may not have felt, or to check for updates on any aftershocks, if they occur, check out the WMUR website . As for me, Chelsea is still in a full fledged anxiety attack, and I’m still not feeling a thing over here in Ashland, New Hampshire. At least we can be thankful that no damage occurred from this latest quake.