Brutkey

Prof. Sam Lawler
@sundogplanets@mastodon.social
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I immediately unplugged it, but the indicator light wouldn't turn off. I realized that was because it was lit by FIRE.

I (somewhat) calmly asked my kid to open the door, got hot pads, and carefully carried the whole fryer out onto the porch, as more and more plasticky smoke poured out.

I ran back inside and grabbed a box of baking soda, and dumped a large clump of it onto the fryer as flames licked through the melting plastic.

There were multiple very upset cats watching at this point.

Prof. Sam Lawler
@sundogplanets@mastodon.social
food

Hooray for baking soda! (I also have a fire extinguisher, but I figured I'd try that only if the much-easier-to-clean-up baking soda didn't work)

And while all this was happening, my partner was trying to find one of our dogs who ran off (she came back a little later in the evening). And that was only a small portion of the drama for the day!

A partially melted plug-in frying appliance, sitting on a concrete porch with baking soda all over it and all over the ground. There's a stripey grey barn cat looking on curiously in the background. It's nighttime.
Prof. Sam Lawler
@sundogplanets@mastodon.social

You know who doesn't get stressed about things catching on fire or writing documents or tractor problems or compost piles? Goats. Because goats are doing it right.

A couple of large floofy dogs, a llama, and a bunch of goats of various colours all climbing around on a compost pile. They're in a pen surrounded by a tall wooden fence. It's sunny and the sky is mostly cloudy with a few blue patches.