All that rain, all that rain.
On the bad side: My back yard slopes toward my house.
On the good side: I’d put most stuff in the basement up on wood, to avoid water problems.
On the bad side: I didn’t put it high enough.
On the good side: I was at least somewhat smart in stacking things; less important at the bottom, more important at the top.
On the bad side: There’s still a lot of stuff in the basement.
On the good side: The sump pump works.
On the bad side: I didn’t get home to plug it in until 6 PM.
I did a lot of work down in the basement last night. Usually, the girls are pretty curious about the basement; last night, I left the basement door open to let them discourage their own curiosity, in the hopes that seeing a flooded basement might make them less eager to try and dart down there any other time I open the door.
No such luck.
After I’ve done as much as I can with my ankle-deep flooded basement, I come back upstairs to shower and wash dishes and grade papers and dry off, and when I come back downstairs from my shower, there’s my intrepid explorer Zeugma, licking each of her four paws dry up to the knee.
God bless her.
joanna ·
Do you think she’ll want to go back if she thinks its wet in the basement? Sure she will. She’s a cat. How’s the basement?
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bradley ·
You thought you could use psychology on a cat?!?! Our cats are so dumb/curious that they’ll dart out the door if we’re not looking, straight into a downpour, a blizzard, whatever’s coming out of the sky. No matter the experience, they’re (Noodles and Willie that is, two of the five–the only males, hmmm) ready to bolt the next time they get a chance. Curiosity just may kill those cats. Hope the basement gets cleaned up soon.
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