No, I didn't blog the disaster. The circle of pain shared has been fairly small; intense, but yeah, small. Which just means that I'll have to write it up to set the stage for storying the repairs, I suppose. Like I have time for that, eep.
Short version, however, just for you: You may remember from the LMB list my description of the Cat Habitat we built by enclosing the back patio with lattice material? The kitties love it and all was well for several years. Then....
The reconstructed sequence (evidenced by leftover feathers in the hall) is that a bird got in through the lattice and then bumbled into the house. It must have tried to escape through the kitchen windows, with an unknown number (out of five) of cats in hot pursuit, and in the melee, the joystick-type kitchen sink faucet was whacked not only wide open but jogged sideways, so that the water didn't drain down the sink. Oh, no. That would've been just too fortuitous, huh. Instead, the water cascaded over the countertops--soaking nearly everything in lower cabinets and drawers--and flooded the kitchen floor and parts of the breakfast nook, living room, dining room, and entry. Parquet wood, carpet, vinyl tile. And subfloor, ohhhh, the subfloor.
That was late April. This is now nearly August. Much negotiation between contractors and insurance company; I'll spare you the details--"not pretty" will do. And to top it off, if it isn't fixed by September 1st, my homeowners insurance will be canceled. (That, I do think, we'll stave off. It just added another layer to the stress of it, is all.)
So. One bird. Five cats. A kitchen faucet. And a disaster.
Ummm, your gorgeous new kitchen... doesn't have a joystick faucet, does it? Ummmm....
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Date: 2006-07-29 04:24 pm (UTC)Short version, however, just for you: You may remember from the LMB list my description of the Cat Habitat we built by enclosing the back patio with lattice material? The kitties love it and all was well for several years. Then....
The reconstructed sequence (evidenced by leftover feathers in the hall) is that a bird got in through the lattice and then bumbled into the house. It must have tried to escape through the kitchen windows, with an unknown number (out of five) of cats in hot pursuit, and in the melee, the joystick-type kitchen sink faucet was whacked not only wide open but jogged sideways, so that the water didn't drain down the sink. Oh, no. That would've been just too fortuitous, huh. Instead, the water cascaded over the countertops--soaking nearly everything in lower cabinets and drawers--and flooded the kitchen floor and parts of the breakfast nook, living room, dining room, and entry. Parquet wood, carpet, vinyl tile. And subfloor, ohhhh, the subfloor.
That was late April. This is now nearly August. Much negotiation between contractors and insurance company; I'll spare you the details--"not pretty" will do. And to top it off, if it isn't fixed by September 1st, my homeowners insurance will be canceled. (That, I do think, we'll stave off. It just added another layer to the stress of it, is all.)
So. One bird. Five cats. A kitchen faucet. And a disaster.
Ummm, your gorgeous new kitchen... doesn't have a joystick faucet, does it? Ummmm....
~ Kay