Lately the fog has been formidable. The other night I was visiting with friends in Oakland. It was about 9 pm when I started my way home through dense fog. Oakland is a small town with most of its streets going north and south and east and west. My intended route home was to take a street west turn north on old highway 99, cross the Calapooya Creek bridge and take the Green Valley Road home. At this time of night there is never any traffic on this route so it is considered a safe drive. Driving west in Oakland I somehow missed seeing the stop sign where I would turn north on highway 99 and ended up on a dead end gravel road near the railroad tracks. While turning around I had the fear of getting stuck not knowing what the ground was like off of this little gravel road. Miraculously I made it to highway 99 and it took a half hour to finally get home through the dense fog. When I arrived home I discovered my black cat was on the roof . I had left the ladder up on the deck to apply moss killer and the cat had climbed it but would not come back down without my assistance. After putting gloves on and climbing the ladder I grabbed the cat and got her down without a catastrophe. Felt like a survivor at the end of this day.
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