Which one of my children received 2 hardboiled Easter eggs at school, peeled them, stuck them snugly in 2 plastic eggs, then left them in his/her backpack for 4 days?
When the smell finally got bad enough, my child blamed it on “a dead rat in the basement.” And not only at home…. When a classmate complained about the smell, my child said it was because “our jackets and backpacks were by the basement door…” (or more probable: on the floor just above the supposed smell.) I admit, I was the first one to suggest a dead mouse. I had seen one in a trap downstairs, and the rotting eggs did have that smell.
Roger was worried that we had killed a mama mouse and there was a nest of babies in left in a wall somewhere. In comparison to that, we’re not complaining about the eggs.
At least, I’m not. Roger did the disposal. He even went so far as to wash out the putrid plastic eggs because he was asked so sweetly (and desperately) by the owner – who was supposed to be going to sleep when we discovered the eggs.