It was one of those moments when I knew that there was probably a lake forming in the basement but I also knew that R was about to have an accident (he's been drinking obsessively since his exercise was curbed by the -30 degree temperatures). I put a leash on R, stepped outside the door, and he proceeded to spend FIVE minutes peeing, periodically switching which leg he lifted because he got tired. I urged him to "hurry up" and used other exhortations but his bladder must have been close to bursting. I just wanted to go stop the gushing water in the house!
I finally tugged him inside and ran downstairs. It was raining in the basement with water dripping from a large section of the ceiling. I vaguely remembered how to turn off the water to the whole house but first I needed a flashlight. With water dripping down around the light fixtures, I wasn't going to risk turning them on. After more sprinting around, I finally cut off the water coming from our well.
We all have our "go-to" friends, the ones we call when the ceiling is raining. I called that friend and he was here in minutes. This morning, he capped off the burst pipe (which had finally thawed yesterday afternoon), and turned our water on. More work remains but the immediate crisis is over.
The Duo again had a curtailed exercise session yesterday afternoon thanks to the pipe. I let them romp crazily for a short time as it snowed in our meadow.
She didn't look very serious just after one of her wriggles!
The most distinctive feature of these tracks, compared to other lion tracks, was how messy they were. Usually, lion tracks are very precise with each foot placed carefully down and no signs of dragging the paws. This lion dragged left and right paws in the shallow snow, leaving furrows leading to the each paw print. I wonder if he was an older lion, walking with a stiff gait, like we saw in a video of a walking mountain lion last summer.
Any day when I see mountain lion tracks is a good one! I'm so glad that these shy predators are flourishing here.