Christ on a Cracker!
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tripperfunsterWe have an old hot tub in our house. It is circa 1973, and is actually pretty crappy, but it was here when we moved in, and if nothing else, it's a nice warm place to soak when the weather is less than hot outside.
This hot tub is sunk into the floor, and hubby was downstairs tinkering with it, adding chemials and whatnot, then left it open, motors running, while he came upstairs for some lunch.
Does anyone see where this is going yet?
Anyhoo, we're eating our sandwiches, watching law and order, and I hear an odd thump.
Me: Is the door to the hot tub open?
Hubby: Yes.
Me: Is the cover off the hot tub?
Hubby: Yes.
Me: Oh shit.
I go downstairs and check, and yup, sure enough MILKY WAVE is churning around in the rolling water like a rag in a washing machine.
So I grab him and pull him out, and although his heart is beating, he's oddly catatonic and not really breathing.
A few chest compressions later, he starts to hiss and howl (although still creepily out of it) and we wrap him in a towel and bring him upstairs. Of course, he is mad at ME, for this is obviously MY FAULT.
Long story short, he is okay. (although still a bit damp)
I'm not sure if he fell in, walked in, or what, but WTFBBQ? His eyesight is bad, and his coordination is worse, so who can say what happened.
By my estimation, he has only 6 or 7 lives left. Goodness knows what the hell he was up to before he met us!
As for me, I think he's taken a year or two off my life!
This hot tub is sunk into the floor, and hubby was downstairs tinkering with it, adding chemials and whatnot, then left it open, motors running, while he came upstairs for some lunch.
Does anyone see where this is going yet?
Anyhoo, we're eating our sandwiches, watching law and order, and I hear an odd thump.
Me: Is the door to the hot tub open?
Hubby: Yes.
Me: Is the cover off the hot tub?
Hubby: Yes.
Me: Oh shit.
I go downstairs and check, and yup, sure enough MILKY WAVE is churning around in the rolling water like a rag in a washing machine.
So I grab him and pull him out, and although his heart is beating, he's oddly catatonic and not really breathing.
A few chest compressions later, he starts to hiss and howl (although still creepily out of it) and we wrap him in a towel and bring him upstairs. Of course, he is mad at ME, for this is obviously MY FAULT.
Long story short, he is okay. (although still a bit damp)
I'm not sure if he fell in, walked in, or what, but WTFBBQ? His eyesight is bad, and his coordination is worse, so who can say what happened.
By my estimation, he has only 6 or 7 lives left. Goodness knows what the hell he was up to before he met us!
As for me, I think he's taken a year or two off my life!
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Date: 2010-03-13 01:49 am (UTC)I really thought he was dead when I pulled him out.