A whole year passed without a single sign of Scott. Then that day came—out of my radio crackled the restart signal of the National Emergency Broadcast System.
I was popping open Snowball's second tuna can of the day when the female announcer's voice poured from the speaker. That cat could never get enough tuna. I set the can on the floor and stayed rooted in front of the radio to listen to the entire broadcast.
"...According to the latest update from the National Weather Service, the core deep freeze of this extreme cold event has officially ended this month. Over the next thirty days, temperatures across most of the continent are projected to climb back above freezing. State governments are already organizing material retrieval and reconstruction efforts..."
After that came a long stre
