Adrenaline was flowing and I jumped into action. The sheep had to be brought in. The flock is fussy about water; they won't step in a puddle if they can help it. I needed to get them to higher ground now before they got trapped. My Husband was more than put out. "In the middle of the night?!" he cried. "Yes, let's do it now," I responded. It wasn't like I was going to be able to sleep anyways.
Well, we made it through Hurricane Irma after sheltering in-place. We did not have any significant damage. The worst that happened was the metal cover over our ag well was peeled back like the lid on a sardine can.