Oh these bastards.
Man, they got me good.
So early last week I heard some bustling around in the laundry room. So I closed the door to the house, opened the door to the garage and raised hell with the machines, and yup, a little bastard ran out from a machine. Rather than kill it, I forced it out into the garage.
After all, these are the cute little Kangaroo rats.
So last Friday evening I started my weekend by feeding my horses a little later than usual (already dark), and was met with one of my horses down. When a horse goes down, it's usually not much different than a car accident. Got the horse up, assessed it and found the problem, went home after several hours.
Whew, time for a coffee on Saturday morning...
Then my daughter called and said the house was flooding. So I hauled ass back home (as best we could through the streets of Norco, lol).
I arrived home, opened the washer, saw it was full of water and still running. Turned it off and assesssed the water damage - standing water in my hallway, master bedroom and daughters room. We jumped into action with a couple of wet vacs and every dry towel and rag we had. Damage looks minimal, nothing to call Servepro over, and certainly no homeowners insurance claim. I like living in my house, and not a hotel for months, lol.
So our Saturday morning continued… back over to the horses and now two of them had issues. Great.
But, I told wifey, at least we dodged a bullet with the washing machine - I checked it out and the drain was clogged. All better now....
Uhh, wrong, washer still fawked up. Dang, everything was wet.
"Gawd damn thing is only a year old" I yelled at G.E. customer service. And what about the damage it caused? So they set an appointment for this past Thursday.
On Wednesday, I noticed the smell of funk. OK, standing water in the washer, I guessed. But, towards about noon the smell was getting stronger, so I fiddled with the broken washer and noticed the water coming from it did not smell. WTF?
So I cracked a few bottom screws and saw some rat droppings in the water pan.
Uh oh, I knew where this was going....rat bastards chewed something up and the repair would not be covered under warranty.
So I checked out the machine from top to bottom and noticed the small was really strong by the control panel. Huh?
Yup, dead little fucker behind the control knobs. Double W-T-F.
Oh, and look, a chewed-thru water pressure line.
So one of those cute little bastards crawled up into the control panel area and chewed through the water line….then died. Not sure how or why the rat died, but it did.
So $5 for hose, $25 for overnight shipping and 10 minutes later – the washer works again.
No more Mr. Nice Guy.
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