Well it stayed out. For quite a while. Making lemonade out of lemons, we fired up the barbeque and grilled up some corn on the cob, fresh local asparagus, and Jane's special chicken stuffed with mushrooms, garlic, onion, and wrapped in bacon.
As the evening wore on, we moved the Juke to the front lawn so we could listen to our audiobook in the rain from our covered porch - still working through Stephen King's "The Stand". Darkness fell and still no juice, so we went old school and broke out some candle-powered lanterns.
Sufficiently dark, it became apparent that all of our neighbours had lights....so apparently it was just us! Jane continued to try the Hydro One hotline but kept getting kicked off by their automated system. She finally got through at 5am (weird, huh?) and a crew was in our driveway by 7am.
They quickly diagnosed the problem. A raccoon had climbed our hydro pole at the end of the driveway and gotten fried between the transformer and the breaker. As we are the ONLY people on our little spur off the main hydro line, only we were affected. We were just happy it wasn't something stupid that WE did without knowing it. Felt pretty bad for the raccoon, though it least it was likely quick and painless. We have also confirmed that it was not any of the raccoons from our own barns....we've seen all known adults and their babies since.
Dinner by BBQ
Redneck Jane
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Your concerns regarding the racoon reassure me: you're not real rednecks
:)
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