The sewage water killed the water heater, the heater for the house, the washer and the dryer, the big ceramic heater, Tony's expensive gaming computer, the game system, DVD player, my newer record player as well as the old one I inherited from my grandma, all of my vinyl records, half of our DVD and blue ray collection, my solid oak table, the stand for the turtle tank, the natural fish tank (RIP goldfish), all of my craft supplies (jewelry supplies, clay and tools, yarn, fabric, paint, sewing patterns, old crafting magazines, etc), the kids' big doll house with the elevator, our Christmas decorations, three desks, both of our livingroom chairs, the automan, all of the small animal supplies we had for hamsters and reptiles, the solid wooden toy chest Tony has had since he was a little boy, half of my ceramic mold collection, my sewing table, the futon, the handcrafted wooden bench my mom bought the kids... It's all gone. My heart breaks for this loss. It was also laundry time so we had a lot of clothes downstairs, plus all the clothes we had stored in laundry baskets... Tons of clothes, all of our winter gear - all of the kids' winter coats, snow pants, hats, gloves, scarves... All down to be washed so it could be packed away.
On the positive side, we do have insurance, so at least some of it can be replaced. The heirlooms and memories can never be replaced, but the clothing and furniture and electronics can be. In the meantime, the insurance has paid to put us up in a local hotel until the basement can be sanitized professionally (which is also covered by insurance). I'm so glad we have insurance. Thirteen years living there and we have never filed an insurance claim. What are the odds we would have (what I would call) a catastrophic event just 30 days before we are set to close on the new house? What a mess!
Remaining positive, the turtle was OK when we stopped by the house today to get clothes for the kids. Despite the house heat failing, it was 65 when we arrived and we were able to hook up an electric heater to assure the cats remain comfortable. Following the city pumping the septic the water level has gone down considerably. And now we get two very nice rooms in a hotel... Which is nice, but it's not home. I worry that Moose will misbehave. This is his first time being a full time service dog and I wasn't ready for it. He still needs more leash work but it looks like I don't have a choice now. So far he has behaved.
While at home doing bunny chores, I discovered the little harlequin from Fern had passed away. He was desperate from the rest of Charlotte's litter so I suspect he just wiggled off and got too cold. All of Chrlotte's babies and all of Gretchen's babies are doing fine. The one in Charlotte's litter with the white face stripe has turned from black to brown. Adorable!