Saturday morning I'm watching the news and drinking a cuppajoe when Jodi appears from the basement with a load of laundry. "Honey, you better take a look at the basement, there is water in it" she says to me. Not getting too excited yet, I continue watching TV and half-heartedly reply "where".
"Everywhere".
Turns out the drain line for the furnace had somehow gotten plugged. The air conditioning has been running non-stop for weeks, so the condensate had just been accumulating in the furnace and overflowing onto the floor. Covered up by all the shit we have in the basement, it had gone unnoticed for who knows how long. Weeks? Months?
Anyway, by the time she did notice it, the water had soaked everything placed on the floor, so we spent the day emptying the basement and soaking up the spill. Fixing the drainline tool 15 seconds, but the cleanup lasted all day.
On Sunday Macy was repaid for her boldness by a bee sting on her right eyebrow. Nearly immediately it started to swell, and stayed that way all day. She looked like some mutant monster with a growth on her melon the size of a baseball. There really was nothing we could do...except secretly laugh about "just desserts" for this aggressive little pup. By nightfall it had subsided a little, and this morning she is back to normal. I doubt she learned anything in the process.
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