Thank God I Don’t Have a Secret Pet
September 25th 2008 21:00
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My old neighbour – who smuggled in her cats as she didn’t get her landlord’s permission to have them – is terrified of him finding out she has pets. Another friend, Brett, did the same thing only to have the real estate agent discover them when he was doing an inspection. Unlike me, Brett doesn’t worry about not doing things by the book. I do and I’m glad I am this way after something happened to my flat.
My place got flooded the other day. I came home to find a puddle of water outside the bathroom door. I wondered what had happened. I checked the drains and they looked okay. An hour later, though, water started seeping out from my bathroom drain, flooding the living room again. I called my real estate agent and they arranged for a plumber to come around. I spent the next hour scooping water out of the drain into a bucket. Just as the plumber arrived, the flooding stopped. The plumber spent the rest of the evening and the next day fixing the blocked drain. I had to go to work, so I let the plumber do his stuff.
This made me think how awful it would have been for a pet to be trapped inside a flooded unit. Just say I wasn’t home when the flooding happened. A dog probably wouldn’t mind but can you imagine the terror a cat would feel? And just say my real estate agent wanted to check out the damage…where would I hide my pets? And what would I say if he found them? What could I say?
So call me a boring stick-in-the-mud if you want but I believe I’m being responsible.
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