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This week I have been mainly getting WET.
No, before you ask, I have not been having my annual bath—that, was last year.
And NO I also haven’t been helping Mrs H do either the laundry or dishes—that job requires full rain suit and souwester, and mine happen to be at the laundrette being dry cleaned.
And, I wasn’t caught in the deluge when Mrs H tried to unblock the sink U-bend in the gamekeeper’s cottage.
How, you may ask, did she get wet?
Well, having removed the U-bend, she plugged the sink and ran the taps to flush the pipe. And then, my friends, she made the classic school girl mistake. A mistake, I have to say, I did warn her about . . . Well, I may have warned her about in my head.
Either way, she was warned. . . . of sorts.
Never one to pass up watching the DIY disaster channel, I set myself up on the stairs overlooking the said kitchen, complete with popcorn and a soda and settled down to watch the inevitable. When I say popcorn and soda, what I mean is Felix Crispies, and a Vineroot Beer. And as sure as mice squeak, she did it.
Yup, if you can see what’s coming, then you were head, body and tail faster than Mrs H.
Forgetting she’d removed the U bend, she went under the self-same sink—now full of water—and prodded around with a screwdriver to clear the last vestige of gunk that seemed to be blocking the sink.
And that is where sense left the building, and gravity took over sending a sink full of gungy water pouring down and covering Mrs H, filling the cabinets and flooding the floor.
I would have said ‘I told you so‘ to Mrs H, but the fact that I was laughing a lot—ok, too much—sort of made that a bit difficult.
To be fair, and in my defence, Mrs H has always told me it was bad manners to talk—and by extension to that—laugh, at another’s misfortunes with one’s mouth full. Rest assured once I calmed down, which was a while as Mrs H’s splattered face had me breaking out in giggles for ages, I was able to safely resume my Felix treats and Beer.
Nope, I can safely say it was none of those things that got me wet.
What did get me was some inconsiderate rain in the middle of my night shift. Let me tell you, these things are not to be laughed at, for sure. I mean it’s not as though I filled a sink and then pulled the plug on myself.
Of course, being a kind and generous sort, Mrs H got up at 1:42 AM and towelled me down with only a modicum of prompting. A wet paw and nose in the face work wonders for the heavy sleeper I can tell you.
That’s all from this weeks selection of mishaps, but do remember that next week on Friday we will have the now famous and equally INFAMOUS – Pet Photo Fails Blog Hop, hosted by Melissa Mochas and Meows. Be there or be square as they said—allegedly, in the sixties. Apparently, Mrs H was there but didn’t inhale, MOL.
Admittance is free, and all you need to do is bring your BEST or WORST fails (NO fail too small, or too large) and your giggle box.
Finally, here is my own selfie:-
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