I woke up yesterday morning to the smell of decay in my room. Something died in my room somewhere, most likely a mouse, and I had to find it and dump it. I looked for over an hour, crawled on my hands and knees as I tried to figure out where it was, but it was difficult. I'm congested from allergies so my sense of smell is off so I had a hard time localizing the source of the stink. I took a lunch break, gave myself a pep talk and tried again. I finally found it in my floor fan. No, I did not think to look there the first time around, would you?
The previous evening I heard something fall in the fan's general area, but when I looked over I couldn't find anything out of place. I just shrugged it off and went back to what I was doing. I realize now that sound was the mouse falling to his death. It also explains why I couldn't localize the scent. The fan was circulating the smell around the entire room. It also means dead mouse air was blowing in my face the whole night. Gross.
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