Since we moved here, there has been a strange smell. The house had been abandoned for quite some time, so one could expect some funky odors floating around especially when you've opened up some walls and made some rather interesting discoveries, one of which, you'll remember, went diving into Amanda's shirt a while back. But this smell has been continuing to grow, finally reaching all corners of the house and now waking me up in the middle of the night. Red's constant claims of it being from the old fox den in the crawl space have expired along with my patience. Amanda who was sitting innocently on the floor tending to some drywall got a huge blast of this melodious odor when Red cut through the wall that led down to the crawlspace. The next thing I remember was Amanda flailing around the room and finally storming toward the front door gagging all the way. Great, there goes my help. So after this display, we now know there is definitely something amiss and it's Red job to find it, pronto! As he made his way to the crawlspace to feed some heat vent pipe into the wall, he made the discovery of The Smell that has been plaguing me for weeks and, most recently, Amanda. Yes, we had a dead skunk in the wall. If you thought skunks smelled bad when they were alive...trust me, avoid a dead one at all costs. The poor decomposing critter did have a nice burial, compliments of Amanda.
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