|Digging for Dead Treasure|
T feared that it has something to do with the 2-seater outhouse that's in there. Maybe they never pumped it out or the wetness was causing whatever remained to get churned up and stink. It didn't smell like septic though (and yes I am also very familiar with that smell). I told him it was Ed decomposing under the house (the previous owner whom he blames for all the quality craftsmanship or lack thereof).
So last night he got the flashlight and went down the basement stairs (which are still treacherous and not fixed) to peer in-between the wall slats and look under the floor in the "crap room". He called me over to look at the furry creature he could see that appeared (and smelled) to dead by the old crapper. This is a picture of T digging under the house (the foundation consists of a few rocks and some cinder blocks if you are lucky) to try and scoop up the beast.
|Not enjoying himself...|
We did successfully remove the offending creature. It turned out to be a very large possum that apparently crawled under the house to die. The weird thing is that when we were looking at this house, this particular room had a similar smell and in September T found a dessicated skeleton of another possum...hmmm...
On another note, T found two dead baby bunnies in the well. Shall we take the toll - one squirrel, countless mice, one snake, two possum, two baby bunnies...let's hope that is all for this year anyway.