Me: How do you mean?
Tenant: I press the buttons and it doesn't come on.
Me: That's a problem. I'll call the guy.
The dryer guy came. He pulled out the dryer, got behind the machine, and started banging around.
Dryer guy (from behind the dryer): The cable's been chewed.
Me: Chewed?
Dryer guy: Like as in something chewed through the wire. Look, I can repair the wire, but something chewed it. That might happen again if I fix it. Oh, and there's a kind of nest in the exhaust hole.
Weird. Really weird.
Me: Could a squirrel come in from outside or something?
Dryer guy: Look lady, I just repair dryers.
So I questioned the tenant. Did anything come into the apartment? Were they aware of any mouse-poo in the house?
Tenant: My pet rat escaped.
Me: Excuse me?
Tenant: Yeah, my pet rat. He's been missing for three days.
Me: Oh. I get it now.
The solution: I told the tenant to put out some food: cheese, grapes, crackers. Rat wine-and-cheese. She caught her rat and then made sure to keep it locked up. I sent her the bill for the repair of the dryer. She vaguely protested when she got it.
Me (in response): Really? You didn't see a connection there?
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