Dogs.
The animals that just keep on giving.
Tonight, came home to find a very strong smell of oil.
On investigation it became apparent that one of the four dogs which had been outside In the yard all day had comprehensively chewed their way through the oil line feeding the boiler from the 2000L tank and there was a steady stream of kerosene pouring into the yard, forming a lake in which all the dogs had been merrily paddling.
Cue two hours of clean up with old rags, newspaper, an enormous bonfire, a pressure washing frenzy of the yard with detergent, and repeated washing of the dogs’ feet.
Now I have no central heating and two people, a house, a yard, four dogs and four dogs beds that stink of oil.
Thinking about trading the hounds in for a couple of goldfish.