Last week, I smelled something not pleasant in the bathroom closet. It reminded me of something but I couldn't quite remember what.
A few days later, I opened the bedroom closet (which shares a wall with the bathroom closet), and was nearly knocked over by a smell I remember quite clearly - Dead Mouse - or bat, but they smell the same dead.
Have I mentioned that in the past we've found dead bats in our electric panel and in an uncovered basement light switch? Ew, Gross. So glad I had men around to clean up the mess and save me from electrocuting myself. I've also found a live bat in my toilet.
Back to the stinky mouse.
And here we are a few days after that, finally getting up the time and the nerve to locate where exactly the dead mouse is (assuming it's not hiding in a wall somewhere.)
Yes, I've let the dead rodent sit wherever it died. Yes it is kind of gross. No, I don't feel too bad about it. The upside is that the smell is fading, so at least by the time I locate the animal carcass, I won't immediately regurgitate the contents of my lunch.