Monday, March 2, 2009

I gagged so hard....I puked.

Yes. I know. But it's true.

So we've had this smell in the kitchen for about 4 days.

Day 1: thought it could be a pan that Troy had fried chicken in the night before that was soaking in the sink. It stunk for sure. Washed it all up. Yippee. Later that day it was still smelling a bit so we figured there must be chicken parts in the trash. Trash went out. Yippee.

Day 2: Smelling worse. So we think it might be the garbage disposal. We run some hot water down it, bleach, then several cut up lemons (we have a lemon tree outside). Cleaned. Yippee. Later that day it is still smelling so we start looking in the refrigerator for something...ANYTHING...that could be rotting. Nothing. We look at all the bagged potatoes/onions. All fresh. Crap. Open windows.

Day 3: Okay, now it's just pungent. And it no longer smells like food. So we start to suspect it's a dead animal and the smell is definitely in the kitchen. So while I'm at work yesterday my husband and oldest son empty all the cupboards, pull out the fridge, look under the sink, pull out the dishwasher. So Troy starts thinking it must be in the wall. All the windows are open. It's not good, people.

Today, Day 4: We get back this morning from an errand, walk in the house and just can't take it. So we walk in there, determined we are gonna find this problem. I swear Troy was ready to chop in to the wall. It WAS BAD!! So he starts by moving the fridge out. We stand there and decide that is the area it is certainly coming from. The odor was just a little more than I could bare....but I was hanging in there. Troy decides that maybe....*just* maybe...something is under the fridge. It's the one place he didn't look yesterday. So he grabs his tools, takes off the metal plate on the back to expose the underneath part of the fridge. The odor hit me like a brick in the face.

*gag*

There it was. Troy announces to me we have a mouse. It's dead....and ripening.

*gag*

So I'm instructed to get a plastic bag, some cleaning supplies, rubber gloves and a roll of paper towels. Troy puts on the gloves and promptly removes the mouse....uh, LARGE mouse....

*gag*

.....and puts it in the

*gag*

trash bag and I walked it outside to the trash can. I walked back in and the smell hit me again.

*gag*

I made a bee-line for the bathroom and got there just in time.

I don't do dead rodents, people. God bless my husband for getting that mess all cleaned up under the fridge. Our house has been reclaimed and I can actually watch TV without gagging.

And how was your day?

11 comments:

  1. omg! I know they smell. We had one die when we were doing the renovations in our basement. We had to cut open the wall. Thankfully our dog just barked and barked where the odor was coming from.
    Sure am glad you found your smell.

    P.S. my word verification is 'squat' LOL That could only happen on CheriP's blog LOL

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  2. Well you made it longer then me, I would have been pukin on the floor the second I saw it lol!

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  3. Glad you found it!! That is a plus Cheri!! We never found ours and then we had the baby flies coming into the kitchen from the garage (where offending rodent was apparently located) after they uh......matured........Barf!!

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  4. Oh God. I would have had to move. I am now considering dating again just because of this story. I will also make any potential dates read this story and sign a sworn statement saying that they will perform this duty, should this ever happen. ackk. So glad all is clean and well.
    ps. My word verification is doosh. Are you choosing these?

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  5. What have your cats been doing all this time???? They need to earn their keep! And I have smelled that smell before - but it was a bird int he chimney :gag:

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  6. I'm so disappointed...... Where's the pictures??? Now you don't have anything from this adventure to scrap!

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  7. I almost peed. I'm sorry I'm not more sympathetic, but I have been witness to your oh so strong gag reflex and it is one of the funniest things I have ever seen. Everyone else can be sympathetic for you.

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  8. Gag is right!! I don't do rodents, dead OR alive!

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  9. That is just GROSS. I would have moved out until HE took care of it. Seriously.

    BTW - I tagged you.

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