Chimney fire. Had enjoyed a fire the evening before, checked it the next morning before I left for work. There still was a good bed of embers. Secured the iron doors, two hours later a neighbor finally got hold of me (I do not have my phone with me when visiting a patient), and said "Your house is on fire and I'm not kidding!" It took a couple seconds to digest, then I said, "Get my dog out!" Firefighters carried her out after breaking down the front door: her coat smelled of smoke, but she was ok (though a bit traumatized). Been in a hotel for five weeks, as the house is pretty heavily damaged. Just got into a rent house this week.
A lot of good will come from it.
