He's going to kill me...and I don't care.

A friend of mine is SNOWED in to his mobile home. He can't open the front door because of the weight of the snow blocking it.

I talked to him last night, and asked him what about food? How are you going to get food?

And he said, "I don't know...waiti till spring, I guess."

And then he told me he felt really sick, and he felt dizzy when he got up.

So today, I called the fire department in the town where he lives, and told them I was worried about him, that he is frail and elderly and his door was snowed shut and he couldn't get out if he needed to go to the hospital..

SO....I got a phone call from my friend a little while ago, blasting me out of the water.

If it had been a bit of Harry Potter mail, it would have been a "Howler".

He SAYS that the fire department guys nearly ripped his screen door off it's hinges!!! He IS awfully sensitive about that door, because its so flimsy, and he doesn't want to replace it.

AND I was told NOT TO INTERFERE!

THAT'S the polite version...without all the swear words.

BUT....MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!!!!🤭🤭🤭