Gonna Be a Floody Floody

This morning, Sunday, San Geraldo noticed an odd noise coming from the walls. Just after he told me to rise and shine, the walls began to shake. Then came an explosion. Soon, the sound of a fearsome waterfall. Water poured through the ceiling lights and down the walls, quickly flooding our interior hallway and kitchen. Could it be the end of the world? Would an ark help? (Where the hell was I going to find gopher barky-barky?) The cats, already in twosie-twosies, ran under the couch.

DID NOAH ACTUALLY TAKE FLEAS ABOARD THE ARK?
(ANOTHER HOLIDAY FAIR. LA ALAMEDA DE HERCULES.)

MAYBE WE SHOULD HAVE CHECKED TO SEE WHERE THEY TOOK THE CAMELS.

San Geraldo and I got the water turned off and every towel, pot, and bucket in the house was put into use. They had to be wrung-out/emptied within seconds. With the aid of our upstairs neighbors, whose apartment was fine, we reached the building manager, who I'll call "F." After a second call by our neighbor, "F" (did I mention he's a lawyer?) arrived with two insurance company plumbers in tow. The plumbers were both great and easily found the source. A broken pipe. Not the end of the world (literally or figuratively).

I'M NO EXPERT, BUT I DON'T THINK IT'S SUPPOSED TO DO THIS.

"F" — whom we've suspected takes advantage of our good natures (and our ignorance of Spanish housing laws) — then told me his insurance company plumbers wouldn't fix it; our insurance company had to take care of it because it was in our wall. The short of it, San Geraldo phoned our insurance company while I argued (very kindly and gently) with "F," explaining the wall and pipe was not in fact ours and we were not responsible for it. I eventually won. He suddenly remembered that they had a second insurance policy to cover these situations. He even showed it to me (which didn't earn him any points).

AFTER WE STOPPED THE DELUGE.

So, it looks like we won't need the ark afterall. But, we will be without water until Monday when the plumbers return. The cats are still a bit put out. The apartment smells (fat chance the owners will address potential mold issues). Fortunately, it's a beautiful day and we can keep all the doors and windows open to air things out.

COWARDS! THEY'VE FINALLY SETTLED BACK DOWN.
THE SITUATION MADE THEM NEARLY CRAZY-CRAZY. MOOSE (RIGHT)  STILL CAN'T FACE IT.