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plan.
    People are being advised to boil all water before using it for cooking or drinking, even if it comes directly from the tap. I suppose they're worrie d that the delayed body pick up will cause leeching into the ground waters and poisoning of the water supply.
    There was a "nest" of HDI's in the subway tunnels of N ew York City. They were living in the tunnels and snatching unsuspecting passengers when they got the chance. These unlucky passengers were either turned into monsters, or eaten by the HDI's. The nest was discovered when several of the infected found their way out into the open and attacked waiting passengers.
    The subway system in N ew York City is now closed. They lost two NYC police officers while trying to clear out the nest. They believe they have the entire nest cleaned out, but it's possible that a few HDI's escaped or went further back into the dark tunnels than the officers were willing to go. As a result of the discovery, the decision was made by Pentagon officials that all subway systems in the country will be closed until they can be cleared of any hidden death traps.
    The girls and I got three canners full of hamburger meat and two canners full of chicken done today. Tomorrow, we'll start on the turkey and ham that have been sitting in the sink, defrosting, for the last twenty-four hours.
    Mick worked twelve hours today, writing code to prompt emergency phone calls and instructional calls to everyone in the nation with a telephone.
    I'm dead on my feet from trying to get all the meat canned , and I'm still recovering from my icky sinus infection.
    Bye for now.
     
     
    Thursday, January 2
    Hey Ya'll. The phones and electricity are off.
    I have a huge turkey and a huge ham thawed in the kitchen sinks. We might try canning them on the propane grill. Maybe the generator is strong enough to run the electric smoker.
    Mick just looked over my shoulder and said "yes, the generator can run the smoker."
    We heard sirens way off in the distance all night. I have no clue what's going on, but we were all up by 5:00 AM, trying to figure out what we should do next.
    We have a doe missing this morning. Jason noticed her absence when he went out to feed the herd. The fence is bent in one spot, but it hasn't been pushed down all the way to the ground.
    There's no blood or hair on the barbed wire we have running along the top of the field fencing. We'll have to check along the entire fence line, looking for evidence of something going over or digging under. I don't know whether to send the men out looking for her, or just lock the rest of the goats in the barn and hunker down.
    Mick’s dragging the generator out and getting it set up to run the smoker, refrigerator, TV, and my computer so we can get the news.
    I'll write later, if I can.
     
    2:00 PM...
    The electricity's back on. It came on right after Mick and Jason got the generator set up on the back deck.
    They were in the back yard, chasing the neighbor's dogs who had come up to bark like crazy at the goats. I ran out to tell Mick that the power was back and I was just in time to see him slip down on his butt as a barking mutt dodged his reaching hand, but didn't run away.
    There was no way those dogs w ould come within reaching distance of Mick or Jason, but they wouldn't leave. They ran around with their tails waggin' and kept right on barkin' like it was a game.
    Jason and Marisa's Bulldog, Opie, was taking a mid-afternoon nap and couldn't have cared less about the neighbor ’s dogs. He's no kind of guard dog and will run from strangers with his tail tucked up under him, the big wuss.
    Anyway, I had an idea and pulled open the screen door to yell back into the house for Carisa and Amber to join me on the deck. Sure enough, as soon as those two girls started sweet talking those pooches, they came right up on the deck and we were able to get baling twine tied onto their collars so that we had some kind of leash on them.
    Mick was cussing a blue streak and