Well, this certainly is a thing.

Earlyish this morning I heard what I assumed were police walkie-talkies. I was mildly interested but went back to sleep. About an hour ago (noonish) I got a text from the town I live in, explaining that there was a suspected gas leak ... then I reread. Yup. Literally right outside my front door. My husband went out and took a grocery bag to his car. He reported that the entire street was full of gas-company trucks, at least ten. I went out, fiddled with a tomato cage, lost courage, and went back inside.

Now I am sitting here bemused and listening to digging sounds. It's all very interesting.

We're supposed to shelter in place, and with grim memories of the San Bruno explosion, I am. Still more bemused than anything.

e: Just got the all-clear text. Digging noises continue.