It was a dark and stormy night. A shout rang out, "My bed is wet!"
This is not what you want to hear at 10:30 pm, when you are just getting to bed.
Upon investigation, the bottom bunk, and only the bottom bunk, was soaking wet. Not a leak in the roof, then. The child in question was just getting into bed (very, very late). Not a leak in a kid, then.
A shocking discovery: the fish tank next to the bed is disconnected and empty!! No, not quite empty, both fish are miraculously alive in about half an inch of water on the bottom.
Conclusion: Choclo is in serious trouble.
But... how could he possibly have done it? The tank itself would have been too heavy for him to tip over, and, even if he had managed it, he would not have righted it. Besides, the space between the fish tank and the bed was dry.
We gave up, put Mxyl in the recently cleaned guest room, refilled the fish tank, and went to bed puzzled.
The next morning, we resumed our investigation. Choclo, upon close questioning, yielded a clue. "The fish tank was bad! The fish tank splashed me again and again!"
Leena added another clue, "Choclo told me [in a clandestine, illegal, after bedtime conversation] he was wet, and I felt him, and he was."
Mxyl put it all together. Choclo had crept out of the top bunk into the lower bunk, disconnected the air tube, and sucked on it. This created a siphon effect, causing a gallon and a half of water to spurt out all over him (and the bed)! Bad fish tank indeed.
Anyone know how to dry out a mattress?