Jeremy Dieterich A Chronicle of My Life

A week ago, Marci and I noticed that the air conditioner was leaking and dripping water.  I knew we'd had issues like that when I lived at Mom's house, so I gave her a call hoping that she'd have some knowledge of if we could fix it ourselves or needed to call an expert.  We came to the same conclusion, which was that the drain line was backed up and leaking into the house.  She called Greg to see if he could come up with a fix for us.  He brought his air compressor to blow whatever blockage out of the line and rigged up some plastic to keep the air from going back up into the A/C unit.  

He hit the first blast of air down the line and, standing outside, I saw a little bit of water trickle out.  It didn't seem like enough to have cleared it, so Mom came out to see and Greg shot the air compressor a second time.  This time, a lot of water shot out and in the dark we saw some object settle about six feet from the drain, just in front of Mom's feet (she'd been standing in the line of fire... go figure).   I shined the flashlight on the object and we found that it was a full-grown (dead) frog!  I'm not sure how it even fit in the pipe before, unless it bloated when it died.  Odder still, when Greg hit a final blast of air down the pipe, a smaller, still living frog hopped out.  How he was alive when he was submerged behind the big dead frog, I'm not sure.  He hopped along his way, apparently having second thoughts about his choice in habitat.

I did get a picture, but it's a little gross.  For those who want to see it, click the picture below.  Otherwise, just enjoy the nice screenshot from Frogger.

Anyway, I have to give a big thanks to Greg for saving us a night of catching drips and a costly service call to get somebody out to look at it.  I've got something temporary in the pipe to keep any of our other amphibious friends out, and will have to get some mesh to put over it long term.