drips and drops
1. This was one of those fun “discussions” between Atlas and me. We were out for a walk when he stopped, nose up in the air like he smelled something good. I said, “There’s nothing here, Atlas; I promise.” He ignored me and sniffed around some more. I said, “Really, Atlas, there’s no kitty.” Then I saw the cat. [Note: it’s not like it was even hiding in the bushes – clearly I need a new nose. Or new eyes.]
2. Speaking of things that are hidden, I forgot to tell you another funny story from yesterday. The carpet guy started the fan up after he finished extracting the water. All of a sudden, a giant string of cobwebs started floating across the room towards him! I had to grab it before it floated right into him. I told him it was apparent that dusting was not one of my strengths. When he left, I noticed cobwebs in his hair.
3. I bet you thought my leak saga was over. Heh. I went to fix the couch cushions around noon and noticed a large wet spot on the arm of the couch. I looked up. You guessed it – the water spots on the ceiling were now leaking! I called maintenance, set out some bowls, and settled in to watch the fun for a bit.
4. Atlas kept drinking the water from the buckets. I suppose it was just like a water fountain only much slower.
5. Around dinner time, I decided that the sensible thing to do might be to put some holes in the ceiling to see if the water would come out in one fell swoop. First, I called my dad to validate my good idea. Then, I stood on a ladder and poked holes in the water bubbles with a curved plant hook (my cordless drill needed to be recharged and I couldn’t find any nails).
6. There was a lot of water up there. And now there are a lot of holes in my ceiling.
7. Yes, I still find all of this very funny. Can you blame me?