Few people wear socks in climbing shoes which sit very tight, are thinly lined, and cannot be washed. And smokers’ sweat has a smell of its own even when the wearer does not have sweaty feet. But take one that has, and take a cat that decided to have a somewhat successful attempt at masking that smell that did not convince the wearer that these shoes are done for.
Well, better than the patio with its “mouse intestines stacking corner”. Though our stable genius today delivered his third rat within the week and those tend to come whole. They probably eat too many buttburgers to taste good.
Sure about the brain? We always have something that looks like the stomach lying around. More probably it’s the liver. I am not that versed in mouse anatomy though given considerable teaching material. Brain would surprise me.
I hope diaper pail corner smells like talcum and not, well, butt burgers.
maybe “Febreze” smell
Nah, “Glade”.
Which Glade scent, you ask? All of them simultaneously.
That’s why diaper pail corner is ideally in a room like the bathroom. On another floor. At grandma’s house.
If memory serves, and it has been nearly thirty years, it should smell like bleach.
And that’s when Walky decided that Butt Burgers could be improved upon, and began his life’s work: the creation of the Butt Taco!
I don’t think I want to know what buttburgers smells like.
It can’t smell worse than sweaty gym socks.
Few people wear socks in climbing shoes which sit very tight, are thinly lined, and cannot be washed. And smokers’ sweat has a smell of its own even when the wearer does not have sweaty feet. But take one that has, and take a cat that decided to have a somewhat successful attempt at masking that smell that did not convince the wearer that these shoes are done for.
I laugh at your sweaty gym socks.
Well, better than the patio with its “mouse intestines stacking corner”. Though our stable genius today delivered his third rat within the week and those tend to come whole. They probably eat too many buttburgers to taste good.
I had a cat who would catch mice, and somehow extract the brain intact from the skull, and leave just the brain on the doormat for us.
Sure about the brain? We always have something that looks like the stomach lying around. More probably it’s the liver. I am not that versed in mouse anatomy though given considerable teaching material. Brain would surprise me.
Most probably the gall bladder and some surrounding organs. So liver could very well be, indeed.
Ah yes, that nauseating blend of various odours as dinner time approaches in an apartment building. I remember that from my apartment dwelling days.
We had a diaper genie! Which was a godsend and would close the smells off. Would instead smell like fresh new baby things in that area.
Now we have a cat litter corner which is about the same thing! XD