For the first time in 6 or 7 weeks, it was cool enough last night to open the windows instead of running the A/C. Before bed, I opened up all the windows downstairs and upstairs to make sure there was good circulation.
That part was successful; house was 72 degrees when I got up this morning and very comfortable. Maybe I’ll even weep a little less when I open this month’s power bill. Except, what’s that horrible smell?
Nearly gagging, I think, “Aww, man. Did one of the dogs have an accident?” The smell is omnipresent throughout the house, but after checking everywhere, no obvious source could be found.
As I stepped outside with the dogs, the stink became much thicker, and I realized what I smelled inside was coming from outside. The whole neighborhood reeks of dead animal, and now so does my whole house.
Update: Just called animal control, and they’re going to come out and try to find/remove it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. There’s still plenty of meat on that dead animal. Now you take it home, throw it in a pot, add some broth, a potato. Baby, you’ve got a stew going.
Erm, if you’re in my neighbourhood, I OD’d on Taco Bell, is all.
Sorry.Based on the smell that’s still lingering in the morning fog, I’m gonna guess whatever animal that died went out the same way lol.
A squirrel died inside a wall of my apartment and we had to live with the the smell for over a month until I presume it decayed/dried out enough for the smell to go away. Do not recommend.
had the same with a rat. learned traps > poison
Oh man. I had something like this happen once. Came home one day to find a deer standing in my driveway. I knew something was wrong and as I got closer, I realized it had been hit by a car. It was in really bad shape. I seriously thought about putting the poor thing out of its misery but I didn’t get time to do anything before it took off into the woods behind my house.
About three days later, I walked out my front door to the most God awful smell imaginable. I thought I was going to be sick. The deer had run just past the tree line and promptly collapsed and died right there in the woods behind my house. I couldn’t go outside for a week.
Based on the “size” of the smell, that’s what I’m thinking is the culprit here. There’s all kinds of suburban deer around, and if I’m right, there may be one less now.
If a smell could actually “hit” you, it would be like taking shots from George Foreman. 🤢
Grilled in the face?
Hopefully it’s not a human animal inside another nearby home, rotting away.
Sssshhhhh…
I did the same but instead it was someone’s cigarette smoke. Normally I don’t really care if someone wants to smoke their cigs, but when the cloud is wafting directly into my house it suddenly annoys the ever living fuck out of me.
Used to live in a townhouse where two doors down this old guy would always sit outside and smoke his cigars. (The neighbor in the unit between us said that he is the oldest retired Chicago Bear still living. Edit: Found out the guy’s name. John Damore.)
I worked from home at the time. Every time when it was a nice day out, not muggy, with a cool breeze, I would open up our windows and smell nothing but his cigar smoke.
I never used to care about cigarette smoke either before or after I started smoking myself. After I quit, though, I absolutely cannot stand the smell, and it makes me want to vomit.
The fact that we are catching downvotes for this sure is something. Seems like we have some disgruntled smokers around here.
Same here, but forest fire smoke coming from California/Oregon/Washington/Canada. airnow.gov is showing us in the red (150ish) most days this week.
Maybe take a walk around the neighborhood, find it, and dispose of it?
Even if I do find it (I suspect it’s a deer), I’m not equipped to do anything about it. I guess maybe animal control might come out?
They should. It’s a biological hazard if you can smell it.
Just grab a bottle of Febreeze and spray it down. Problem solved.
Do you have an animal control department in your city/county? From the places I’ve lived before, they’re the ones that take care of the carcass. Try calling them, it might help.
I do. Planning to call them here in a bit, actually. I don’t know if they’ll track it down or if someone needs to point them to it. Guess that’'ll be my first question lol.
Sweet, I hope they find it. It sucks dealing with those smells, especially in hot weather.
From past experiences, if you give them the general direction the smell is coming from, animal control is usually pretty good at finding the carcass, but if someone else knows where it is, it makes things much easier.
It’s yo upper lip
Yeah, I must’ve gone down a little too hard on your mom last night.
SHES GOT A CONDITION OK?!
Lol, thanks for playing along and being a good sport. I am the world’s nicest drunk, but the day after when I’m hungover, I’m anything but.
Now that my head is no longer throbbing, I realize my reply may have been a bit disproportionate and I offer my apologies lol.
If you don’t call my mother back, we are going to have a problem buddy
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I hate it when the corpses of the fallen impinge on the enjoyment of my capitalist hellscape.
Implying that people were okay with the smell of a rotting corpse in the distant past. We’re biologically wired to be repulsed by the smell since eating it would kill us.
You sure it isn’t your crotch you’re smelling?
Your logic sucks. They wrote they didn’t realize what the smell is. Their crotch would have a familiar smell with variations depending on things eaten recently.
I appreciate you sharing your own experience but it’s possible the odor could be a new and heretofore unsmelled variant.
True, I’ve missed the possibility of a new sickness affecting body odors, or schizophrenia with perception of same old ones changing.
