Call the Fire Department..We're cooking a briskit!

The briskit Bill bought to smoke today better be the best damn briskit we've ever had...because it tried to burn our house down!!

Bill got the smoker going bright and early this morning, and put a briskit on to cook all day. It was going real good...needle in the ideal range, etc. We were in the house watching tv, and I glanced toward the back window. I noticed the smoke was really thick and commented that it sure was smoking good now. Bill looked over and he KNEW that wasn't just smoke from the smoker. The grass was on fire! It must have sparked or something, and it's so dry outside from lack of rain, whoosh...up went the grass around the smoker! He went flying out the back door, hollering at me to grab the hose. I flew out the front door and fumbled with the hose trying to unhook it from the front and drag it around, while he was back there playing firefighter with a big plastic bowl and swimming pool water. By the time I wrestled with the hose and got it around, he had the fire almost under control...and just in time, because it was headed straight for the trees. If it had made it to the trees, or our house, that would've been all she wrote!

Thank goodness he kept his head and put the fire out. Who needs 911 when you've got Bill the Fireman??

We should have a ring of REALLY green grass in that spot next year at least:)