Not gonna lie… we’re total newbies at having a swimming pool. I mean, we don’t trust ourselves to take care of it, but have professionals maintain the pool lest it end up infested with mold or jellyfish or something.
Adding to the pool’s entertainment value is an automatic cleaner that roams around the bottom and sides, looking like a cross between a Roomba and a defibrillator. It vacuums water in through the Roomba end, filters it, and pees it out via a three-foot hose. The hose swishes around, sometimes breaching the surface and squirting a bit of water onto our breakfast room windows.
Windex: buy stock.
Last Saturday, I glanced out the breakfast room door and was startled to see rain blowing into the patio. Going out to investigate, I found the “rain” was actually arcing up from the pool, thanks to the Roomba hose, which would surely re-submerge in a second.
Any second now. . .
>gives up and moves in for a closer look<
Oh, wait. Maybe I'd better get the skimmer and un-wedge the spray end of the hose from that crevice between the rocks.
After freeing the hose, I checked around to find a puddle in the adjacent flower bed, and another in the lawn just beyond. My personal rainstorm must have gone on for at least ten minutes.
Apparently, the Pool Roomba has made friends with my other appliances and joined the revolt. (If you don’t know about the revolt, just search “appliance” in the box at top right. You will see what I put up with.)
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Yes those pool roombas make sneak attacks. The grandkids have named ours Rover and will not enter pool when it is on. Scared Rover will suck them into the reservoir!
Hahahaha! Poor kids….
Say, why haven’t I thought of naming the pool roomba??
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