"The a/c unit and circuit box are back here, " entering the back porch, from our family room sliding glass door, I direct the electrician to the back of the house. Pivoting, I catch a glimpse of the koi pond. I gasp, "oh no, oh no!" What happened? The koi pond, usually 3.5 feet deep, now looks to have about 6 inches of water in it. The fountain is barely trickling from the top. All my big koi are just under the surface. My butterfly girl is flicking her fins as if to grab my attention. "You have it Girl. I see." The electrician returns to relay his initial findings and provide a quote. He notices I am distracted as I point in disbelief, confusion, and slight panic towards our 8 ft by 8 ft koi pond. Seemingly unaffected by the fate of my beautiful pond puppies, a slight solemn acknowledgment of the issue, he is more concerned about the business at hand. I quickly call my husband, who is already expecting my call when the electrician has arrived, answers matter of factly. I hurriedly tell him there's something wrong with the koi pond and the electrician has information to discuss, handing the man my phone. I can hear the electrician exchanging pleasantries and a quick explanation, "Yah, it appears your fish pond has lost water. I see your fish swimming around....mhmm, yes, she's looking." His voice trails off as I throw the water hose into the pond, trying to refill my fishy babies' home quickly. Walking the perimeter to investigate, I spy the issue... Ah, the filter is clogged with leaves from the pecan tree nearby. Water is overflowing from the top of the barrel ever so silently. Must have been clogged most of the morning. I am so glad I am home today. What if I had been gone all day? Stop it. I am here now. Stop panicking. Scheduling the electrician for this breaker issue turned out to be a really good thing. Okay, focus. I can handle this. Peeking over the ledge, the water is rising. My koi are swimming more carefree. My heart rate is lowering. "You pups will get some spinach and banana treats as soon as Mom finishes cleaning this mess."
In the background, "Ma'am, here is your phone. It's your husband. I'll be back on Friday."
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