Septic FAIL, Cat WIN

You wouldn’t think these things have much to do with one another, but last weekend…

Actually, last weekend should have been all about an agility trial, and mostly it was–and it also deserves its own little chatter.  It is, however, the reason we were awake at 4:30 am when the septic system gave a few forlorn burps and commenced to flow backwards at some speed.

Now is the time to count our blessings, right?  My first thought was that I was going to miss a day of the agility trial, WAHH!  My second thought was…if not for the agility trial, I would still be asleep.  And the septic backflow, which was being driven by the soft water recharge process, would have merrily gurgled onward to do more than flood the shower and tub and a goodly part of the master bath.  It would have filled the bathroom and crept right out into the bedroom carpet…squish…squish…squish…

*shudder*

So when I should have been memorizing agility courses, I was calling around for emergency service, waiting for emergency service, supervising emergency service…listening to the dire predictions of Guy #1 while we waited for Guy #2…

Thankful Part Two:  Guy #1 was wrong.  Although the system is only a couple of years old, it was indeed a simple blockage at the leech flow, which messed with the drainage from the house and created a big blockage at that end, too.  All is pumped and new again.  And since I sprayed down the bathrooms with pet accident solution while they were still wet and followed it up with a bleaching later on, even the smell is gone.

So that was the start of the weekend.

How did the weekend end?  WIN, that’s what.

Ten days earlier, Connery had gone out to the city to help search for an injured cat–and he found it, too.  But the cat was in better shape than expected, and ultimately eluded the humans.  Since then, there’s been a humane trap in place near where Connery found the cat hiding, but…the truth is, those involved were beginning to give up hope.  Actually had given up hope, on Saturday.

But when I came home on Sunday, I found an email from the cat’s human: The cat had been trapped!  The cat was well!  He does, in fact, have a broken foot, and specialists are pondering what to do about that, but he was otherwise in good shape, and his wounds were healing.

I WAS SO EXCITED!!

So it was a weekend that started with AURGH!!, had a bunch of silly young Dart Beagle in the middle, and ended with OHMYGOSHHOORAY!

At least things are flowing in the right direction this time.