The hydrant had been open, flowing heavily, gushing, for four days now. The sidewalk more great lake than puddle. Goat called the city three times already. They took his name and his address and said the problem would be resolved immediately, a crew was on its way.
“We take wastage very seriously,” they said, thanking him. But the workers never arrived.
The whole street was underwater. Basements flooded. He called again and was told the area was now a protected wetland, since a pair of loons and a blue heron had been spotted and that he’d better learn to swim.