Lady Jan finds the stink!

I grabbed some clothes out of the closet and took a deep breath and then coughed!

Ew! What was that rank smell?

My first though was 'Oh God something died in here!' Then my second thought was 'Oh no, the sticky traps!'

I looked but the two near the door where empty, but there was one further back but I couldn't get to. My husband hand moved some stuff around so I wasn't sure where the other sticky trap had got shoved to.

So I said "Honey! Can you check all the sticky traps in the closet? I think a mouse has died in here!"

He checked the same ones I check and said "I don't smell anything?"

???

Okay this is what I don't get about men! They don't smell anything! How can they not smell what I can smell? Is it because women have a superior noses compared to men? Or that going through pregnancy (with my daughter) that now I can smell e-v-e-r-y-t-h-I-n-g?

Or is it that men in general don't smell well, because well. . . .Because men just smell bad. It's sort of a built in shielding device for men. That way if they go fishing, or camping, or out on a job sight where they can't bath regurally, and start stinking real bad--it's okay! Because they can't smell it!

Me-"H-o-n-e-y, why don't you go take a shower?" Him--He sniffs his arm pit, "Oh, it's okay, I don't stink or anything." Me- "Um, yeah, er. . . honey you kinda do. I can smell you from way over here, and I'm in the next room!"

I did finally find the stink!

It was a mouse on a sticky pad! I had to take things out of the closet, but there it was right behind everything right in front of a neatly chewed mouse hole.

And yeah it was bloated and real ripe!

Okay--Say it with me "EW!"

I had to frabreze the closet, and air it out a bit. And two days later my closet still has a stink, one that I seem the only one that can smell. And ironically my clothes don't smell like rotten mousy--it's just the closet.

H-mm.