The guy working on my basement called me last night and said he had smelled gas in my basement. So I called the gas company and they sent out a guy to check it out.
Turns out my carpenter has a fine nose- there was a small leak. I couldn't smell anything except fresh cut wood. Gas leaks of course are nothing to sneeze at. You occasionally will see a story where a house will explode because the gas builds up and a spark ignites it.
The boyz of course were anxious to investigate the situation and finally get back in the basement. I had to lock them upstairs. Thompson got out of my grasp and dashed downstairs. I recovered him, scolded him (one of the few times I've ever done that) and sent him upstairs with the other two.
The gas company guy put a temporary fix to stop the leak (he duct taped the area of the pipe that was leaking) and now I have to get a qualified contractor to do a more permanent fix.
Hmmm. Maybe the gas leak explains Theo's spacey behavior.