Thanks to the truly demented wife beater on the fourth floor, his toilet flush mechanism went bananas last night, flooded his apartment and at 2:00am the ceiling of my neighbor Jaymie collapsed. Why the idiot on four did not contact Val as soon as the problem began is beyond any of us. when Annabelle and I did our patrol this morning, we saw all the bags of trash outside Jaymie's apartment and stopped in to say hello. Val and Jaymie were working away; they've both been working since 2:00, but stopped long enough to say hello, let Annabelle jump all over both of them - she loves Val - and then inspect the wreckage. Jaymie carried her out of the bathtub and she wanted to stay longer.
Annabelle wants to go back and I cannot convince her we're not needed.