The Woodchuck Gets the Last Laugh

A.'s little adventure with the woodchuck under the washing machine had some consequences. Consequences that involved the washing machine flooding the cellar floor with the draining wash water one day, and then, after A. thought he had fixed it, continuously draining the water filling the machine so that the water just kept running and running and running. For, like, an hour. At which point I went down into the cellar to see if my wash was done. To discover that the machine hadn't even filled and the water was still running. The warm water. At least, it had been warm, until the hot water tank was drained. So we had no hot water until about four o'clock yesterday afternoon. And the repairman has to come to fix the machine, which means at least a $50 bill from him.

The woodchuck may have perished, but he didn't go out without causing some damage. Well-played, Mr. Woodchuck.