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First of all, let me say that I am terrified of fire in the kitchen. When I was a toddler, my mother bent over a glowing burner of our electric stove and her robe caught on fire – she was immediately engulfed in flames and screaming. My father pulled the burning robe off her and instead of having pancakes we had a doctor’s visit to treat the burns for both of them. I had nightmares about burning alive for years.
It happened so quickly….
Sitting at my PC, which is in the room next to the kitchen, I could hear my buffalo burger sizzling away in the broiler. When the timer dinged I got up and pulled the broiler drawer out. Flames immediately shot up – the grease in the pan had caught fire. The dish towel that hung on the oven handle started to burn. It felt like I froze for five or so minutes staring at it blankly, but apparently I moved rather quickly. I threw the burning towel in the sink and turned on the water, made sure the broiler was off [a gas oven has an open flame after all] and closed the drawer, suffocating the flames. Let the towel lay in the sink, sopping wet for a bit. Opened the windows to air the apartment out and dispel the smoke. Problem solved.
It happened so quickly….
Afterwards I got the shakes and started questioning. Why didn’t the smoke alarm go off? The oven is next to the doorway – what if I hadn’t acted quickly and correctly, could the flames have spread to the carpeting? Kula ran as soon as I opened the broiler drawer, what if a spark had hit him and he had been hurt, or what if he had carried the fire in his fur to under the bed where he hid? What if I had been wearing a robe, something flowing that had caught fire? What I had treated like an annoying incident could’ve been a major accident so easily….
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