Oh my…… Sunday night, after we came home from Indiana, we walked toward the kitchen, turning off lights, heading for bed. I smelled something a bit “off.” At first I thought something might have been left in the garbage can while we were away. Nope….not that.
\nI got closer to the kitchen sink, and thought we might need to run the disposal. You know how bad it can be if you leave broccoli or a cole crop in the disposal and don’t run it. Nope…not that. BUT, it WAS getting stronger.
\nApparently, a skunk had been frightened, either just outside the window at the kitchen sink or the mud room, OR….it might have been scared, fallen into the escape window (in the basement) and decided to fumigate the house. Unfortunately, years ago we saw a skunk go into the drainage pipe that leads to the sump system, so we know a skunk could survive the fall. If a skunk let go in the pipe, we were going to be in real trouble. It’s hard to sell a house that smells like skunk. ;-(
\nI’m a chicken heart. I DID NOT want to be the one to figure it out. I eased away, saying to myself, “IT’S HIS JOB to figure this out!” I went off to bed, praying the skunk was on his way somewhere else. Dear Husband must have been thinking it was MY job. NOT!
\nAt any rate, the skunk must have been outside on the lawn. By the time I got up on Monday it was apparent that the scent had not permeated the house, and we had lucked out. Either that, or my sense of smell has been killed. *G*
\nDH must be really happy that he doesn’t have to put the skunk ladder into the window well!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Oh my…… Sunday night, after we came home from Indiana, we walked toward the kitchen, turning off lights, heading for bed. I smelled something a bit “off.” At first I thought something might have been left in the garbage can … Continue reading