I had an eel swimming in the upstairs guest bathroom a couple of weeks back. Must have somehow swum up from the septic tank
Initially I thought it was a snake so I ran out the bathroom, through the dry/cure room to the gantry and yelled “&&&&& Cooooo &&&& Cooo!”
She ran out the bedroom and asked me why my shorts were round my ankles.
Told me an eel flush it. Which I’d done already. Came back last week (or a family member) flushed with the calm reserve of experience.
Eels in toilets. Mad times in which I live.
Nick &&&& Cooooo!