Ratatouille

I mentioned in my last post that I had a dead rat living in my apartment. GROSS. I wish he could have been cute like this:

Or this:

but alas, he was huge (I didnt see him, just the bag he was in), gross, and decomposing.

Two Saturdays ago, John and I got out our Christmas stuff and put up our tree. YAY! Well since it all was out in storage, it was a bit musty and needed to air out. That Monday, I started to smell something that stunk pretty bad. Well, John and I decided that it was just the Christmas stuff and it needed to air out. So, I pulled in the air purifier to help with that.

Tuesday, it smelled even worse. So, I took out the trash thinking it may have been some raw chicken I had in the garbage. It still didnt go away. Tuesday night, I told John that I was pretty sure there was a dead rat somewhere. I told him I was going to call facilities to come and find it. John thought I was being dramatic (who? me?! never!) and that we should clean our apartment real good first.

Wednesday morning the smell was even worse. I put some airwick plug-ins in the wall and basically tried to drown out the smell. I took my lunch break and cleaned EVERYTHING. and it still didnt go away. Well, it just so happened that one of the facilities guys was changing our air vents that day and when he was done he came to tell me that I had a dead rat. I KNEW IT! I called the exterminator right away......and he had left for the day. Of course.

I lived with a dead rat above my laundry room for days! I still cant get the smell out of my nose. SO GROSS!