The Smell That Kept On Smelling, Repost

Yesterday, with all the egg-hiding going on, I thought about this story first posted a couple of years ago. Here's to hoping this never happens to you.....

One day about 2 years ago I began to notice this terrible smell in Abbie's room. I hunted around and could not find anything. The smell kept getting worse and worse. I looked in all the obvious places and still could not find anything. I cleaned out her closet, cleaned from under the bed, went through her dresser drawers to see if she had put any food in there. Nothing. But it did seem the smell was originating from the closet. Soon, the smell became so bad it was hard to stay in the room. It became of mission of Mark and mine to find the stench. We moved furniture, we took everything out of the closet again. We tried all kinds of air freshners, baking soda, mint, vanilla, peppermint extract, anything that might help. We had to move Abbie out of her room and she slept on a cot in the living room. This smell was dictating our lives. I had to move her clothes out and wash them. She could not play in there. It was terrible! We basically had a whole room we could not use. If she needed something out of there, I would have to hold my breath, run in, get it, and leave. We finally decided some animal must have died in the wall. It was either tear into the wall or just wait until the smell went away. We waited for about 2 weeks. Still, an unbelievable bad smell. On Saturday, Mark was going to tear into the wall around the closet. I walked in to check it out one last time. Abbie had one of her little purses hanging on the doorknob of her closet. I glanced in and saw one of the most disgusting things ever. FOUR ROTTEN EGGS!!!!!!! I grabbed the purse, ran out of the house and across the yard. I threw the purse into the burning barrel behind the chicken coop and then began to freak out. When I opened that purse the smell came out 3 times as strong as before.

I came inside and questioned Abbie (in a not-very-sweet voice) about why she had FOUR ROTTEN EGGS in her purse. Evidently when her friend, MG, came to play they went to gather the eggs. They dropped them in her purse. Then she hung her purse up and promptly forgot all about them.

It was still about a week before she could sleep in her room again. I had to wash the bedspread and the curtains, and we had to open all the windows and let it air out. Believe me when I say, all the kids know that eggs go in the egg basket and then into the fridge!

I can laugh about it now, but it was not too funny then!

PS. Go over the www.clucksfromthehenhouse.blogspot.com to read about her funny smell story. I remembered my story after reading hers.