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Heidi Chronicles V

Until Heidi actually shows that she's reading the updates, I'm going to keep attributing them to her.

Ok, so there was this really stinky smell in the garage the past couple of days. Miss E and I noticed it and in the wet weather we've been experiencing lately (the sun is out today, hoorah!), it was rather malodorous.

So I texted Weatherdude (text and iChat being our favorite means of communication): Did you leave a stinky dead rat in our garage?

Weatherdude assured me he did not. Though this was after he got home, since he missed seeing my text to him on the train. These things happen.

"So what's that stinky smell in the garage then and why does it look like the same plastic bag that had the rat in it is in one of tall plastic trash holders?"

Weatherdude investigates.

"Gee, I thought I put that rat in the barrels. I guess I didn't."

"You are so doing the next trash run."

The garage has now returned to its normal level of odoriferous. ness.

Meanwhile, now that the sun has come out? The stink bugs are also appearing on the side of the house. The bath of death stands ready for them. I do not intend to let them get thousands of little bodies inside the house this year.

Fall farm battles continue.

Frog Out


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Sep. 24th, 2011 07:31 pm (UTC)
Ewwwwww on stinky smell.

I would have a hard time living on a farm, or in a farm environment, because I feel bad for the rats (who just want to live!) and all the other vermin, even when they're vermin.
Sep. 24th, 2011 08:49 pm (UTC)
Me too. :(

Thankfully, I can pretend it's not happening and leave it all to kill-happy Weatherdude. This was also my philosophy when he was in the military.
Sep. 25th, 2011 01:41 am (UTC)
We had a nasty decomp stink in the store and couldn't find where it was coming from. A girl who works for me finally found a nest of dead mice underneath a drawer. I bought her lunch.
Sep. 25th, 2011 01:45 am (UTC)
Our neighbors had a skunk expire in the bushes outside their front door. And while no one uses a front door much in the country, well, I think the aroma went through the walls and into their living room.

Oh, and she totally deserved a lunch after finding that. Assuming she still had an appetite for it...
Sep. 25th, 2011 01:58 am (UTC)
So Not Fair!
You don't post any updates for a month, and then you call me out when I don't obsessively check your site daily anymore? Well no matter, I don't mind the attention. And when I didn't get an update anytime soon after I sent you a message (I'll use twitter next time) I was beginning to worry that perhaps the earthquake DID swallow up your farm and I shouldn't have been so blithe about that. Glad to hear that's not the case.

Don't you have turkey buzzards to deal with the dead rats? If T killed anything he'd just toss it in a field and it'd be gone in a few days. If the buzzards don't get to it, other things do. We don't ask questions, we just fling things in the field. There's a fox that eats our compost (or fox food, as we call our kitchen scraps now).
Sep. 25th, 2011 02:28 am (UTC)
Re: So Not Fair!
1. You were blithe and it's so you and don't ever change.
2. You were closer to the epicenter (consult a map, you geo-challenged Virginian!) and Miss E and I were in a movie theater in Philly (Balla Cynwyd in fact) seeing Spy Kids IV when the seats shook. I felt it. She didn't. Weatherdude was sent home because the building needed to be checked out.
3. Use FB or Twitter, just use the direct message format so I get an email.
4. Response was delayed because I was thinking up pithy posts to amuse you with. Have I succeeded?
5. I like to acknowledge my reader. (at least I have one)
6. I did NOT expect you to be checking my blog with any regularity. You have a newborn and a busy young child. You don't have time to sit and watch my blog hoping it will update itself.
7. Usually Weatherdude just flips anything dead into this particular area of the property, yes. I don't know why the rat didn't go there too. I asked him. I got :::mumble, mumble::: as an answer.
8. Oodles of buzzards. They have buzzard conventions.
9. Countrywoman. (Takes one to know one.)
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