This morning I was literally thrown out of the side of the bed because of 4.7 grade earthquake at 6:00 a.m. I was on my side, almost at the edge and had no idea what was going on. The sound of the constant rain drowned out any earthquake noise (like I've heard before in California), all I knew was that I was waking up falling to the ground and my husband was asking if I could feel what was happening. They are still having aftershocks from the huge 9.1 earthquake they had in February. Today I tried to get outside to run, but when I ran down the dirt roads, they were spotted with deep puddles, and within 1 K either direction, I'd run into the guard dogs of the farm workers. I was running with the cousin's black lab, he held them off for me, but it's scary when two or three dogs start snarraling at each other. I then tried to run in a huge field behind the house where there were cattle grazing, but once I got about half way around the field, my shoes were soaked by the wet grass and 40 cows were gathering speed to follow me. It's underving to have heard to young cattle run toward you and then follow you in circles. The cousins laughed when I told them about the cows, they just said the cows are gossipy and like to see what's going on. Still, yucky running, so I ended up just walking an hour and running about 20 minutes. | 