The other day we were cleaning up around the apartment and needed to vacuum, which Maya doesn't care to be around for, so Kolby had the bright idea of putting her in the downstairs bathroom until we were finished. While she was in there, one of the drawers somehow rolled out and blocked the door from opening.
Here is a picture (taken after the event) of what had happened.
The situation was really funny at first and we had a good time trying some creative attempts to get the drawer closed with only a tiny crack to work with. We could open the door enough to get a clothes hanger through but couldn't open it wide enough to even get a finger through the crack. We tried EVERYTHING we could think of to get that drawer closed and even tried putting some peanut butter on a wire hanger and dangling it over the drawer to see if we could get Maya to bump the drawer shut herself. Maya is much too calm of a dog to offer any help with the drawer, and since she's basically mute we had no idea how she was doing in there. The hinges to the door and the screws to the doorknob were all on the inside of the door so we had nothing to work with. We started to get a little nervous because she'd been in there for over half an hour, it was getting late, and we were making zero progess.
We had our friend Laura come over to see if her small hands could be of any use but all she did was lose several bits of sticky tack through the crack, which I'm sure Maya ate thinking they were peace offerings. By this time it had been an hour and Kolby was in the process of gettting the cordless drill set up thinking we'd just have to sacrifice the door. Then, while brainstorming ideas on the phone with my mom I remembered that the air conditioning unit is located above the ceiling of that bathroom and that there's an air vent in the stairwell that might allow us to get into the bathroom through the ceiling.
We had our friend Laura come over to see if her small hands could be of any use but all she did was lose several bits of sticky tack through the crack, which I'm sure Maya ate thinking they were peace offerings. By this time it had been an hour and Kolby was in the process of gettting the cordless drill set up thinking we'd just have to sacrifice the door. Then, while brainstorming ideas on the phone with my mom I remembered that the air conditioning unit is located above the ceiling of that bathroom and that there's an air vent in the stairwell that might allow us to get into the bathroom through the ceiling.
The air conditioning unit was quite a road block and made it impossible to shift the ceiling tile more than a couple inches. But, it did allow us to get a broom through the ceiling and Kolby was able to knock the drawer shut with the broom handle. Kolby's arm suffered some trauma in the process (he had to shove this entire arm through a crack that was less than 3" wide and then use the muscles that were being squished to maneuver the broom), but Maya was finally free!
Here's Maya afterwards, unsure of what had just happened.
Who says nothing exciting ever happens around here?
4 comments:
I had to trash my comment because I posted it without proofing and it just didn't make sense. I must have been laughing too hard. That's a very dramatic event in the Kerr household and I'm glad it had a happy ending with only Kolby's arm sustaining injuries. Love you guys!
I am so glad that you finally posted this story... Hilarious!
Awesome play-by-play with the pictures! Maya was probably wondering what in the world was wrong with you guys the whole time!
Great recap of the story...so funny! :)
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