Isn't ironic that last night I had a security system installed in my new home, including the special fire detection, and I get to the apartment after work tonight to find four fire trucks and other assorted first responder vehicles. An apartment on the third floor, in the building across from mine, was on fire. Well, I think the fire was actually out by that point but the alarms were still screeching in all the buildings. Poor Lulu was freaking out.
This is her freaking out face, like 30 minutes after the alarms stopped and we got back in the apartment.