Ugh. My cat is lucky she’s so cute because… UGH!
For like the last two days I’ve been tracking down an awful smell in my room. It was getting stronger and stronger and it was driving me crazy that I couldn’t figure out where it was coming from.
It was such a strong stink that I felt like I could taste it. I was honestly concerned that the smell was sticking to my skin, it was that bad.
If you’ve ever smelled a dead thing, you know how powerful that stink can be.
So anyways, I look all over the place, can’t figure it out. It finally got to the point where I was thinking that maybe a rat had died in the walls or something and it was seeping in through to my room.
But nope. Turns out my precious baby cat had a tiny dead mouse hidden in her blanket. Which was on my bed.
She had a dead mouse on my bed!
It was so small, and that’s why I didn’t see it. But I am fucking horrified
But anyways, I washed all my bedding in the hottest water manageable and the stink is gone. The dead mouse went into the garbage can. Problem solved.
It’s just that it makes me think of all those zombie movies where someone will come across a dead body and be like "Wow, I really like that jacket." And then the next scene is the person walking around wearing the jacket they took off a days old corpse.
And it’s like, "Bitch, you didn’t even wash that coat. It must smell absolutely rank."
Zombie world must be terrible smells all the time. And even if the zombie virus somehow magically means the bodies aren’t rotting and spreading disease everywhere they go… The smell has got to be absolutely atrocious.
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Still better than allowing the mortally injured mouse to escape behind a heavy piece of furniture.