... dear decaying animal in the laundry room: please hurry up your process of decomposing!
Lookit, company is coming in just ten days, and although the laundry room is an enclosed outdoor attachment to the house (it's a Florida thing), we'd like to use the adjacent patio while they are here, and your rotting corpse is off putting at picnics.
I'm guessing you're just a tiny thing ... like maybe one of those nighttime albino lizards who hang out by the motion detector spotlight ... or, at worst, a 'hood rat that somehow got stuck somewhere ... and please don't be a possum that forgot he was only supposed to be *playing* dead ... but I kind of need you to turn to odor free bones as quickly as possible.
Mind you, if I could more easily take everything out of that room to find you, I'd see to it that you'd get a proper burial ... but that's not happening. So do me a favor and get a move on and return to dust and ashes as soon as you possibly can. 'Cause no one likes a critter who refuses to desiccate!
Kthxbye!
WAIT, WHAT? SIX TO TEN WEEKS!:
http://blog.noodor.com/how-to-get-rid-of-dead-animal-smell/
EVERYBODY HAS 'EM Y'ALL:
http://apocalypsestarts.blogspot.com/2013/04/desiccated-wall-animals-is-life-yall.html
OOOH ... PETRIFIED LIZARDS IN MY FUTURE:
http://petrifiedwoodmuseum.org/desiccation.htm
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