Whenever we have a long stint of housesitting, there’s always at least one adventure and it often involves chasing an unruly cat across several acres. Instead we got to experience a multi-hour power outage, probably caused by the current heat wave; I guess that’s what happens when you don’t pray hard enough as per my state’s inept Governor Goodhair.
Initially I figured it was my fault, I was trying to adjust the TV to get the smooth jazz music station. A neighbor called during the quest for the circuit box. He wanted to know if the power went offline since he was experiencing the same thing. Phew!
We agreed to tough it out as long as 10 PM and used the remaining sunlight to water the plants. No dice. I tried to cajole Somara into staying until midnight, I figured the city would get it online by then. She didn’t want to and I didn’t work out the logistics on her picking me up in the morning. Taking Jack and Tiki home with us was equally scary…six cats the house for one evening was going to be tense.
Of course the lights jumped back to life as we were packing up. Then they crapped out again and seemed recover for what seemed to be permanently by the time we left. No matter what followed, we would return to check in the morning.
At least our house was unmolested by this. A rather big surprise to me because the power drops out whenever a rabbit farts, usually a major clap of thunder or lightning.
The gamble paid off with our pre-work inspection. How did we know? Tiki was his usual spry and vocal self. We will be back tonight to fine tune anything we may have missed due to the sunlight running out. Hopefully, Jack won’t be shaking in fear over a pillowcase-based trip.