For over thirty years the Wet/Dry Vac in the basement has been a sticking point. I'm a grown woman and I am not allowed to use it. I'd like to use it, especially when the basement floods. But no. Gary says he's afraid I would try to wet-vac up water without cleaning out the dirty dry-vac bin.
Last week Gary was gone, it began to rain, I said, "Today is the day," and I sucked up all the water. It smelled particularly bad.
That's because there was a wee dead mousie in the bin. I only saw him after I sucked up 15 gallons of water and was just about to dump it in the sump pump. Tiny mouse, floating on top.
I used the hand-baggie dog-poop disposal method to fish it out. It was quite wet on the outside and desiccated on the inside. He died a sad death alone in a giant red bin.
Evidently all this fearlessness convinced Gary that I can use the wet/dry vac without supervision. I have it planted on top of the mouth of the Nile and I plan into tturn in on and leave it on in the next rain.
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