Apr 26, 2011 22:48
So. We had to go up into the attic to do some quick leak fix during the storm last night.
Hand landed on a dead 'coon.
Totally an eeeeeeeewwwwwwww moment there. Woulda puked if I had to take care of it. As it was, it got bagged by my new hero. And the larva on it's decomposing body.
The funny thing is, I should've known. I did know. I just dismissed it. A couple weeks ago, I was totally all freaked in the middle of the night that there was scratching and moving noises, and I was all, "I think there's some critter in the attic!" that the others dismissed as squirrels on top of the roof.
Mmhmm. yeah. Right.
But I guess that explains why one of the bedrooms refused to smell completely peachy, even after cleaning and replacing litter in the litter box in there.