We decided that we might enjoy heat during the up-coming winter. We have a hot water radiant heat system. When the thermostats were turned up, we could hear the boiler clicking to kick in, but it never did. So we called a plumber with expertise with boilers.
I know what you are thinking — why didn’t Sugar fix it? Those of you who read my post called Do It Herself Plumbing (https://cowboylawyer.wordpress.com/2013/05/18/do-it-herself-plumbing/) are aware of Sugar’s handyman talents. Well, she tried before calling the plumber out of frustration. She went on-line and found the brand of boiler that we have and looked at the owner’s manual. She diagnosed the problem as stemming from some by-pass thing-a-ma-bob. She was fixin to order the part when I intervened by doing my own on-line research of plumbers who specialize in hot water radiant heat systems. So I called the plumber, whose name is Jim, and he came out yesterday.
No disrespect to Sugar, but it turned out to not be the bypass valve. Rather, the zone valves for the zones needed replacing as well as some corroded re-fill pipe. Just as I thought!
I know what you are thinking — why didn’t Beau fix it? Those of you who read my posts called The Usual Suspect (https://cowboylawyer.wordpress.com/2013/03/13/the-usual-suspect/) and Beau Helps Sugar (https://cowboylawyer.wordpress.com/2013/08/06/beau-helps-sugar/) are aware of Beau’s handyman talents. Well, Beau did help. Sort of. Or not. He did accompany us into the crawl space wherein the boiler resides. So did Sadie, our other Yellow Labrador Retriever. So did the cat.
Jim didn’t complain, but I’m not sure he appreciated their advice. I could see it in his eyes.
Now we have heat. Thanks, Jim! Thanks, Sugar! Thanks, Beau! Thanks, Sadie! Thanks, Simba!