Lately, I’ve been making friends with my heater, something I’ve grown accustomed to during the cold and wet days of south Louisiana winters. One day, I turned on our beautiful fireplace and enjoyed the glowing embers for a few moments. I moved over to the couch and snuggled under my blanket. About 30 minutes later, my husband came rushing into the room asking why the house smelled like gas!! Yep, I had forgotten to open the flue and our home was filling with carbon monoxide!! YIKES!!