Good luck, dave...
Sea Wolf, it's late up here, or early, depending on one's perspective, and the winds have begun in south Seattle. Buster and I were just out battening down Bambina when we absorbed the wind and rain. He's sorta like a dog, and I love the rain, so all was well.
Still, in a few hours I'm driving over the pass to eastern Washington. If bad stuff happens to me, like killer trees or naughty swirls of snow, just manufacture nice things to say at my funeral. Here's help: Mercurial but kind, Cat Guy liked boats and Brussels sprouts, garlic, too, and felt very fortunate to sea his Seehawks win the 2006 Super Bowl.
Hawk doubters, prepare to be shocked.