Happily,

my daughter made it from the very crowded New Orleans airport to San Antonio after a mere 24 hour sojourn. In San Antonio she was amused - slightly - to find that dogs were sniffing everyone's luggage. She was whisked from line by agents of the US Government, or at least by some people who have a more than passing acquaintance with that entity, and delivered to a safe house in Houston where she will be staying until she figures out what to do next. Her main wish is to return to rescue or somehow retrieve her best friend, Jezebel, a Persian she has had for next to ever. She was forced to abandon her in the condo she had holed up in because everyone told her "they" weren't allowing pets to be evac'd. Wrong, as she found out when she got to the airport. Now she's both grief stricken about her friend and suffering from survivors guilt.

But she is safe, and I'm glad. Thanks to all of you who offered her succor. While she is not an Official Thelemite, she is nevertheless someone who is trying to follow her Will. I will let her know that she has somewhere to go if hanging with the Bushies gets too much for her.