So, my kitchen has been stinky. I've cleaned it thoroughly every day, like I always do, but it's just had this smell.
Today I continued sleuthing and threw out a bag of narshty rotten potatoes that I discovered on top of the fridge. That was probably overkill, getting rid of the whole bag on behalf of a few baddies, but I was grossed out and it seemed the thing. Rotten potatoes are particularly vile smelling, for some reason.
Lately I've been on a bit of a cleaning binge. I wanted clean. So I got rid of the rotten taters, scrubbed the basket, scrubbed the top of the fridge and rearranged stuff.
Now things should be nice and fresh.
Well, it was almost good.
But still there was funky around the edges.
....Later in the day.....
Time to make dinner. I'm loading the dishwasher, getting ready to peel a bunch of carrots, apples, onions, and other stuff of similar ilk to go in the baker with the chicken.
And I see this tail.
A mouse tail. So, why is it not rapidly disappearing?
Oh dear! It's a dead mouse tail that got stuck between the edge of my cabinet and the wall.
Oh even more dear! It's a HALF DECOMPOSED DEAD MOUSE TAIL WITH THE SKIN CURLING OFF OF IT! And a dead half decomposed mouse body attached, wedged in a great tightness, leaving drippy stuff on my wall behind the splash guard behind the sink.
OH! MY! GOODNESS!
Time to haul out the biohazard suit that I keep on hand for just such occasions. Eeeeeeeeew, eeeeeeeewwwww, eeeeeeeeeeew, eeeeeeeeeew, eeeeeeeewwwwwwww!
Yes I cleaned it up. And I even managed not to vomit.
That, my friends, ranks so far as the grossest thing. Ever.