What happens on the ARK, stays on the ARK!"

I know you like these leaking water stories...Well, I forgot to write about another one today..It's late. My old cat Kikipeepee gets up on my lap around midnight and wants to be petted, stroked and brushed. I think she has 'Sundowner's Alz' because she sleeps all day, to the swaying of the ARK, and is up at midnight, the ONLY one awake with me every night! Not bad for an 18 yr old..Us two old farts!

Anyway, picture this. We pull into a quiet state park in Washington and some of the parks have a dump station so you can get rid of your black and gray water very conveniently and for about $5..Honor system. Thought we'd try it out today. It's lunchtime so let's pull over.

I got the bright idea to really, really rinse out the toilet with the local hose that wasn't being used (a tip from Pam) and let me preface this by saying that I have one black ten year old cat who is the only one I worry may bolt out the side door one of these days. She likes to hide in the bathroom inside the clean igloo litter box when I drive. Makes a girl feel safe, I guess. Anywho, I decide to turn on the hose, after I am hooked up to the dump hole outside and crimp the hose, bring it in the side door and open the bathroom door a crack. Ok, Cuatro is in her igloo. For now...

Being the multi-tasker I have been infamous for, I put the hose down the toilet, stepping on the lever that opens the trap door so it will run full open. I notice that we had a spillage of acidophyllus tablets during my driving jaunt and I'll pick them up WHILE keeping an eye on the cat. She slips out momentarily and I managed to grab her while still having my foot on the lever. The water is running and flushing out the toilet like it should. All systems go! Then I noticed that I need to clean out the litter box, so Cuatro can have fresh bedding so I get out the pooper scooper and start in my project, one foot still on the lever and just finished with the last squished tablet in the trash when the cat gets out into the hallway again! This time I see her moving towards the door and Washingtonian freedom so I fly out of the bathroom and grab her, thank God, oops! I forgot the lever! The toilet is now OVERFLOWING (Yes, my cup and toilet runneth over!) so I multitask again by opening the toilet seat lid, stepping on the lever, throwing the cat in the igloo and crimping the hose - Got a few sopped towels out of the deal and it just seems that we are SOOOO appropriately named "The ARK" that I wondered again if Mr.or Mrs. Noah ever had such things happen. I had a book behind the toilet, Jim Harriet Veterinary Stories, to block my Cuatro from going down this little compartment. It's wet but not ruined, I don't think... Ugh! You know, Scriptures tells us NOTHING about what happened on the ARK except when Noah wanted to let the birdies fly and discover land. I think they all had a pact - What happens on the ARK, stays on the ARK!"

Goodnight... From Kikipeepee and me