Wednesday, June 03, 2009

Death of a dryer and a small animal

Our dryer broke on Saturday night. If I could choose any appliance to break at any place at any time, it would be a dryer, in Tucson, in the summertime. It's really not that big of a deal. Still, we needed to get it fixed.

The dryer dude came over today and tucked himself away in the laundry closet, disconnecting various parts and tubes to figure out what was wrong. Then he said what I think is something I never really want to hear from a dryer dude when he's rummaging around behind the dryer:

[really fakely innocent- and nonchalant-like] "Ummm, so...do you guys have a pet?"

We told him we didn't, at which point he didn't have to tiptoe around announcing to us the fact that there was a small, DEAD animal inside of the dryer lint tube thing.

I'm glad he had the sensitivity to test the waters before announcing that our possible pet had met its untimely death in the dryer lint venting apparatus, especially since Miriam was in the room at the time.

Ew.

16 comments:

Suzanne Bubnash said...

How long had THAT been there? I want to know how long you had been inhaling dead animal molecules every time you were near the dryer vent.

At least it wasn't a live python like one family found peacefully curled up their dryer drum one day. It had escaped from a neighboring house and found its way into their vent.

Brittany Cornett said...

Well at least it never made it into your house. Hopefully said small creature does not have family waiting to make an entrance. Was there a smell?

Liz Johnson said...

Ewwwwww! Did they ever tell you what kind of small creature was seeking refuge in your dryer??

The Ensign's said...

That is terrible. Do you know what it was?? A rat?? someone's cat?? hehe

Did your cloths ever come out smelling like a dead animal?

Bridget said...

That's the thing - we never heard anything nor smelled anything. And I don't think our clothes smelled like a dead animal (it was a squirrel, by the way). But maybe they did, all this time, and no one ever told us...

Natchel said...

When I was in high school, a raccoon died under our house directly under our dishwasher. A few weeks later, we started noticing a lot of flies in the kitchen. We just thought someone was leaving the door open. Every day more and more would appear until one day I got home from school and I was all alone. I walked into the kitchen and was transported to the scene in Hitchcock's The Birds when they are trying to calmly walk the children away from the schoolhouse and there is a crow on every surface. Terrifying scene by the way. The walls were covered in flies and it was like they were staring at me as I slowly walked through the kitchen. We had two sliding doors leading out of the kitchen and a door that led to the backyard. I quickly closed the sliding doors and then propped open the backdoor and ran around like a crazy person to try and shoo the flies out. It took me over an hour. Disgusting.

Laura said...

Gross. Well, at least now the little animal is out of your house.

Liz Johnson said...

Umm... do people have squirrels as pets in Tucson? I still appreciate his sensitivity to the matter, but my first thought would not have been, "perhaps this is the family's pet squirrel." Unless that sort of thing is normal there or something.

And, I never knew that squirrels lived in the desert. You learn something new every day!

Bridget said...

Liz, I think when he asked if we had a pet, he had determined nothing beyond the fact that there was a small dead animal in the tube. For all he knew, it was our beloved gerbil or something. It was only on closer (EW!) inspection that he figured out it was a squirrel.

Rachel, that is a very disturbing story.

Britney said...

Gross! I'm sure you're glad it was detected before the smell kicked in.

Eevi said...

gross..gross..gross!

Jeanerbee said...

Sick. I didn't even know they had squirrels in Tucson. That's really icky.

Liz Johnson said...

Ahhh... this now makes much more sense to me. Thanks. :)

sarah said...

ack! i'm glad it wasn't a cat. but i'm sure jeremy wouldn't have minded.

Suzanne Bubnash said...

All this reminds me of our neighbors who returned from vacation one time to a big surprise. They had shut their master bedroom door on leaving a couple weeks earlier, which turned out to be good thing. They opened the bedroom door to a roomful of hundreds (or thousands) of yellow jackets who had somehow got inside to build their nest. They closed the door immediately & called an exterminator.

JackJen said...

That. Is. Gross.

And to think, the squirrel was probably trying to escape the Tucson heat, and ended up finding refuge in the dryer tube.

(I'd say it's ironic, but really, ANYTHING is cooler than Tucson in the summer....even the dryer.)

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