What's the only thing worse than descending into the cistern in The Pit of Despair in order to find whatever it was that died and started scenting the dining room with the distinctive smell of rotting flesh? Not finding it and coming to the conclusion that whatever it was died in an inaccessible place.
It's going to be a very appetizing few weeks in the dining room.
Gross.
5 comments:
I so know what you are talking about. I had a chicken die outside under the window for the bathroom. It took me a few days to find that. I was starting to think that I was sleep pooping!
I hope for your sakes it wasn't something LARGE. so the stink will dissapate quickly. :)
Are you missing any chickens, have the dogs ever taken a "prize" down there before? Maybe it is not down there and from under the front porch or someotherwhere. Good luck.
Send A. down with his killer nose. You know how men hate stink. Beth
Oh, man. I cannot handle the DeathStink. I considered selling the house whenever we had something (turned out to be a squirrel and a starling) die in the chimney in July.
My condolences are with you. I've heard that anti-pet-smell stuff you can get at pet stores works wonders.
Can the animals find it?
Lysol, lots of lysol.
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