Grosser Than Gross

It's not often that I get to use that title, but yesterday, something finally occurred where I can use it. Woohoo!!

Ed and I washed the motorcycles yesterday. It was 70 or 75 degrees and he was hungover, so I figured that would be a good activity. I also have this backdoor awning, party shelter thing that's been in my garage since last August when I had a party. This shelter thing is huge. I never folded it up, I just threw it in the garage, so no telling what happened to it over winter. There was that mouse in my garage, so I was thinking that maybe there was mice poop on it, or dead mice caught inside. So Ed dragged it onto my driveway to let it air out and then we would fold it after we finished washing the bikes. Ed's bike was closer to the awning thing and he was going on about how the shelter reeked. Well, I walked over there, and it was the worst smell ever. I said 'I think there's something dead in there somewhere.' I went back to my bike (far far away) and finished shining it up and cleaning the wheels and all that good stuff, while Ed is still miserable by his bike. HA!!HA!!

I finally finished washing my bike and walked back over to the shelter. I picked up one side of it and smelled it and I couldn't smell anything. There was no way that smell was coming from the awning. At this point I'm starving, so I said 'let's go eat, then come back and work on this.' We did and when we got back, Ed shook one side of the awning. Nothing. There wasn't anything dead in or near the awning. All of a sudden it hit me. Earlier that morning when the bird-dog and I were making our rounds, I saw that the neighbors had this dead squirrel or rat in a hole in their yard. Basically, the neighbors have a spot in their backyard that looks like a pothole. In the pothole is this dead animal. Maybe it tripped and broke it's leg or neck or something and died. It's in a weird spot that's for sure. So then I said "oh, the neighbors have something dead in their yard. I bet that's what we're smelling." So I showed him where it was and that was it. When the wind blew, the stench from that rat/squirrel thing came into my yard and right over the awning. I was so happy it wasn't my awning. We folded it up and put it back in the garage until I have another party.

You guys should be so happy that you couldn't smell this thing. I can't even describe it, but with the warm temperatures, the sun shining bright and a pretty strong wind, it's enough to kill a man. hee hee. So this morning, I'm walking with Jemma again and I have to see if the rat thing is still there. Surprisingly enough, it's gone. I bet a bird smelled it and carried it away. I was going to tell my neighbor about it so they could move it, but now I don't have to. You know what else I realized. My neighbors have two dogs, and I'm surprised the dogs didn't spot the dead thing before I did. I guess chihauhas aren't bloodhounds. hee hee.