clogged pipe tuesday

tuesday life on tombstone canyon road:

guests are here: brielle, marcos, and snaggle tooth (does he need a new nickname now that most of his baby teeth are gone?) came in on sunday afternoon. they're in tucson today and we're puppy sitting. i had some sweet downtime with snaggle tooth early this afternoon. we cuddled on the carpet on the porch while he chewed on an antler. that lasted for a full hour. it was a rare treat. most of the time he's running around like a crazed pup with his long awkward legs, jumping as high as i am tall, and pulling out toys to bite on.

snark was out running around collecting lumber, pots for gardening, dog food, and so on, in sierra vista. an hour and a half before he had to go to work, we realized that the main water pipe was clogged. i was in the middle of doing laundry when we saw the water spraying fountain-like from the pipe in our neighbors' yard.

someone from the city is working on it now. snark was covered in dirt when he left forty minutes ago, unable to take a shower or wash his work clothes because of the clogged pipe; he's down at santiago's trying to find someone to cover his shift.

snarly crotch is currently enclosed in the bedroom, barking her head off at mike, the man who's working on the sewer. snaggle tooth, hearing the commotion, is whining from his nap crate in the guest room, asking to be let out.

i was going to go on the 1000 stair climb this afternoon with the women who work and live at the renaissance house (the women's shelter), but it looks like i'll have to delay that for another week...

and that's our day so far.