Paint

This morning I'm driving to Joy, IL about 2 hours from here, to pick up a mare for Raven. She is a black and white registered paint, 4 years old, 15.1 hands tall. That should be a nice cross and just maybe Lord willing next year we will have a little painted Friesian by her side. Mark checked the fluids of the truck and all is well, the tires need to be checked just before pulling out. The extreme heat is suppose to start building and reach the 90s by 11:00am and 100s by 2:00pm. Darcy will be picked up after I get back. We saw Rhoda in church last night and she said Darcy is doing wonderful and ready to come home. We had a strange night, sound asleep when the smoke alarms start screeching. There was no smoke and no fire, the alarms are way up on a 12 foot ceiling and can't be turned off. What in the world is causing this? This noise even with hands held tightly over the ears, is so loud it just can't be ignored. Mark turned the fans on and eventually they stopped. This is the 3rd time they have gone off in the middle of the night.