The First Self Cleaning Oven?

[toggleswitch2]

Actually the constant clicking I hear may be the elements being switched back and forth from 220v to 110v. Of course being on 110v, their wattage is reduced to a quarter and they no longer glow red.

 

[laundromat]

Lost house to accidental fire

Yes,it is me who had a cute one bedroom bungalow home in Hollywood,Fl.I had a gorgious GE double oven range that was free. I had to go to my workplace(Incredible Universe)to get my paycheck. I had no counter space so,my Mr Coffee was on the top of my GE. Kenmore, my one of seven cats,more than likely,jumped up onto my range,pressing down on the left ftont burner.It came on ignited the coffe maker and melted the controls,plastic nick nacks,and utensils I had on the top of the upper oven.As I returned home from the bank,I saw the firemen giving my cats oxygen and the blaze being extinguished. Two of my cats,Frik and Frak,Mancoons,had to be hospitalised due to smoke inhalation and three others,Whirlpool,Kenmore and Speed Queen,had run away but returned weeks later.I was moved into a much smaller unit but went back afetr the original one was renovated.Due to my horrific experience,I don't recomend this type of range with pushbuttons flat on the cooktop area.Especialy if you have pets or children that have to jump up on everything.

 

[frigilux]

Chuck, what a horrible experience. The first thing I thought of when I saw that stylish range was how easy it would be to accidentally engage one of those burner's pushbuttons. This is also a reason I never, ever set anything on or near my ranges.

I like your cats' names! My last cat, The Swede, used to turn my Toshiba television on and off as a game. I'd come home from work and she'd be watching TV.

 

[toggleswitch2]

There a great deal to be said for a "hard-power-down" switch on the unit itself killing both poles(hots) and therefore all power execept to the clock.

Especially in this day of electronics and those latest stoves where the to-burners turn themselvs on or dont shut-off.

 

[laundromat]

Teddy

When I lived in Baltimore's downtown district,I had a manx cat,all black,named Teddy. He looked just like a bear when he stood up on his hind legs. Teddy was very sensitive to noise so,whenever my phone rang,he would swat the receiver off the back and either meow or purr as the caller would ask if I was there.He drank out of my toilet. I had no idea he was doing that and came home one day seeing he was completely drenched. I looked feverishly for a leak somewhere finding only dry spots. I forgot all about this until one friday night as I was prepping to go show off my body and dance nonstop at the Hippo,I received a call from a Washington state friend. As we were talking,I saw Teddy go into the bathroom. I followed him as he jumped up on my toilet,positioned himself on the seat and put his head into the bowl to get a drink. He slipped and fell in,jumped out soaking wringing wet as he ran out into the living room. I had to hang up because I was laughing so hard,I couldn't speak.Teddy also would demand I go to bed.as I responded to his "demands"and got in bed,sleeping on my back,He'd kneed my hairy chest and sleep on my stomach. I'd have to sleep still or get my chest torn up. Every morning,to avoid my alarm,Teddy would wake my ass up at 5:29AM.He had this desire to not hear my alarm set at 5:30 not to go off. I worked monday thru friday.Not saturday or Sunday.I'd have been out till the wee hours of the morning like 4AM. He didn't care,He assumed that noise was going to go off and insisted I get up.I miss him because he was original and loved to fetch and play wrestling.

 

[panthera]

Much as I love Frigidaire Flairs,

My grandparents' did not always cut the power to the burners when you closed the drawer.

Now, I know the design of that range makes this impossible, but there it is...

I, too, keep a plastic-based water cooker on the back element of my ceramic field. That knob is off so that nothing can happen.

One of my cats used to get lonesome by herself in the middle of the night (another female wouldn't let her sleep in bed with us) so she'd turn on the house lights and the TV.

My roommate wanted to see if she knew what she was doing or if it was just accidental from playing with the control. He took the remote every evening and locked it away. After three evenings, the TV was on again...she had learned to go up to the TV, hit the master standby button off then slap it again to turn it on. She saw him do it once in the morning on the way into the kitchen where he'd locked the remote control away.

New TV, same behavior. She knew what she was doing. In those days, German TV had only a few channels and one broadcast the picture out of the front of a locomotive on it's tracks going through beautiful countryside all night. She really did watch that.

 

[toggleswitch2]

I had to hide my telephone answering machine "behind glass" in the entertainment center. One day my naughty cat stepped on a button and heard my voice announcing the outgoing message. It became her day's mission to hear my voice endlessly, so she'd keep stepping on the button once she figured out what triggerd "me". Of cousre this did not allow the machine to answer any calls...........