A couple of weeks ago, right before we went to Chattanooga, we packed up Alice's cage and noticed a long line of black hair along the floorboard and on the wall. It was pretty gross, so we grabbed the vacuum to suck it up.
When it didn't budge, we knew it was even grosser. It was mold.
We cleaned it up, left town, and came back. To more mold.
I left town again for a week (I'll tell you about that in an upcoming post) and came back to a mold mecca. Despite The Human's attempts to clean it up, it just kept coming back. And even more fun, the wall on the other side had started bubbling.
So we called maintenance, and they came out today. It ends up that a pipe was leaking in the bathroom of our upstairs neighbor. We had some minor trouble with dripping from upstairs in the past, so this wasn't too much of a surprise. The fix wasn't like this, though.
The Human Male called me when he got home and gave me the report. They cut two holes in the wall and left us with the largest dehumidifier ever, trying to dry out the wall before they patch it up.
He also said that Alice, who was hanging out in the bedroom as they removed the wall, was a bit of a basket case. By the time I got home, she was doing a lot better. Just a little clingy. And very curious about the big, creepy noisy box.