Oh My god!! **GASP**

[Crazyredhead]

There has been a strange, nasty smell coming from my son's room for the past 2 days. I thought that it was just me, that the usual smell from there just warped my nose. Well today, I decided to clean up his room. Usually we clean under the bed every other month, but it hasn't been done for about 3 or 4 months.

When I moved his mattress off of the bottom bunk, what do I find??? Frankenstine's lab, complete with dead body!?! In a progressed state of decay. http://freeweb.supereva.com/esorciccio2002/smilies/omg.gif

Oh my God, the smell. .http://img106.imageshack.us/img106/3876/sick3qx.gif

I ran out of that room, went and grabbed the Lysol, air fresheners, bleach, pine sol, the bucket and mop (why, I don't know) and various scrub brushes. I spent 2 1/2 hours scrubbing that room and disinfecting it. I don't mind mice or rodents, just as long as they stay out of my house.

I don't think that the cat brought it in. She usually just leaves them on the front porch and will stand over it until you congratulate her on her excellent hunting skills

Has anyone else found science experiments under there kids beds before!

[MystyGlyttyr]

No, but I know I've put them in there before. There was an re-closed Dr Pepper that sat on a shelf for a year with a pink sticker on it that said "Do not move" because I wanted to see if a Dr Pepper would eventually break down into components. (turns out that if it does, it's not in the course of a year.)

Or the time that I left a single grain of rice in a dixie cup of water for a week. I don't remember why, but I do remember it killed the grass when my mom threw it outside.

Or the times my brother raised crawdads in the house. We won't get into that.

[NightAngel]

Well, sort of...
My eldest son was notorious for cleaning his room by shoving everything under the bed.

One day I was pulling the laundry out so I could go the laundry mat when a carton of eggs slid out with the clothes. Not Easter Eggs- no, just raw eggs in the carton. I hadn't bought a carton of eggs in at least six months...

The PLUS side is that it was entirely in tact which is why I never knew it was there. The eggs never broke so there was no overwhelming smell.

I got off easy- I gingerly carried the carton out to the dumpster and all was well- no stink. I did have a few choice words with him when he got home from school though!

Oh, in case you're wondering- they had been under there so long he had forgotten all about them. Which I believe.
I wasn't too sure I believed the part about not remembering what he'd originally intended to use the eggs for...

[Ree]

CrazyRedhead are you at all concerned that your son possibly killed the mouse himself and left it there?
Or, do you think he found it?

Bizarre, actually.

The worst I found was a petrified bagel with Cheez Whiz that had turned to stone, as well as a couple of penicillin cultures in the windowsill of our foster daughter's room when we moved from our old house.

[Crazyredhead]

CrazyRedhead are you at all concerned that your son possibly killed the mouse himself and left it there?
Or, do you think he found it?


I don't really know. I know that my son's didn't kill it themselves. We live by a field and at one time we did have a problem with mice, so I got Vasquez and they went away. But I had also put poison out under the house. I think that there is still some left and the mouse had eaten it and crawled under his bed to die. Either that, or the mouse hid under there and the smell overwhelmed and killed him. My son would win when it comes to bio warfare. ;)

[morgana]

My ex-husband shared custody of his kids with his ex-wife; except that we lived in the midwest and she lived on the west coast. Functionally, what that meant was that we had them during the school year and she had them during the summer.

One year (I think the oldest was twelve), we decided to clean Randy's room before they came back for the school year. Wasn't too traumatic until we found his lunchbox under the bed.

With the thermos still in it.

Sealed.

And my ex opened it.

Oh. My. God. :eek:

I barely made it to the bathroom. Ex headed straight for the door to the outside, and ralphed in the peony bushes.

We later figured out that the thermos had held chocolate milk. When it was kicked under the bed, three months before.

Randy got a new lunchbox and a hell of a talking-to about conditions in his room.


Morgana

[gypsywitch84]

I admit that I am not the cleanest person but one day I was cleaning my room and decided to clean under the bed (I was a kid who thought cleaning meant shoving it under the bed, I'll admit it) and I found a dead bird. I have a cat who likes to bring me "presents" and bring them to my room. I have no idea how long it was there but there was no smell. I wouldv'e noticed if there were since I'm in my room alot.

[blas]

At our old house in the town I grew up in, it was a safe place to let your cats be outside. We didn't have any redneck neighbors who thought it was funny to shoot all the neighborhood cats, but I digress.

The cats lived outside, and stayed in the lean-to if it rained, but if the weather got really nasty, we'd let them in. Sometimes they'd scratch at the door for hours, so we'd just give in and let them stay in for a few days. Well, cats, being natural predators, they love to hunt. My baby kitty especially.

We had a shrew problem...you know, those little mice with the slits for eyes?

Animals will bring their prey inside to show their owner because they want approval and they want their owner to be proud. Animals don't realize how grossed out we get by things like that, but what I would do is if baby kitty or fat cat brought in a dead shrew or left it at the door, I'd just pet them, say "Good kitty!" or "Good job!", and when they went into another room or back outside, we'd toss the dead vermon.

We could always tell which kitty had killed the shrew. The ones that were battered to death were killed by fat cat (she has no claws). The ones that were gashed and slashed like some 80s Freddy movie were killed by baby kitty.

[SongsOfDragons]

We found an old manky caramel Christmas chocolate in the back of the fridge last August that had gone all slimy.

[Broomjockey]

Okay, two stories.

When I moved in to the townhouse I used to live in, we found something in the freezer. we assumed it was a jar of mayonnase, but couldn't figure out why it was in the freezer. So we put it in the fridge.
The next day, our other roommate wanted to know what was with the jar of disgusting stuff in the fridge was. The "mayonnase" had broken down to it's constituent parts, and layered out. And for some bizzare reason, we then put it into the freezer again. When we discovered it did infact refreeze, back to its original state, we threw it out.

Second story:

My roomie decided to make thanksgiving dinner. Of course, he scheduled it for the night I had to work late, and he invited everyone else, and I'm gonna stop harping on that point. Anyway. There was a bit of homemade gravy left over, which he left in the measuring cup, and stuck a tin-foil cover on it.
And in the fridge it stayed for weeks. Until January, actually.

I've never seen red mold before.

We bleached that cup for a week.

[PuckishOne]

I have a bad habit of putting leftovers into Tupperware and secreting them in the darkest corners of the refrigerator, where they strive to become new vaccines for as-yet-undiscovered diseases. :rolleyes:

So far the worst of these has been the multi-colored hairy-growth refried beans, which just about made my husband toss his cookies into the sink. :o Oddly enough, he didn't believe me when I said that I was trying to avenge myself for losing the seventh-grade science fair. ;)

[XCashier]

I've found evil hairy things that used to be edible in the fridge more often than I can remember. Most interesting was the canned green beans that had grown pink mold. Yes, pink, like Pepto-Bismol.

A couple of years ago, there was a weird smell coming from the guest bedroom that we could not figure out what it was. I looked under the bed and found one of my son's sippy cups, filled with what used to be milk. :puke: To the cup's credit, very little had leaked out, but enough to make the room stink. All I can say is, thank God we had wood laminate floors; that would have been a :censored: to get out of carpet!

[Maevis]

My brother used to hide food in his bedroom and then forget he had it.
We had a large family (5 kids) and I guess he wanted to make sure he didn't run out of food....

Anyway, it wasn't uncommoon to find moldy fried chicken or hard biscuits or other odds and ends rotting away under his pillow or under the bed. At least he had sense enough to use baggies or cellophane to wrap it up with.

My husband tells me he used to do the same thing. (He is also from a large family). One time he put a bunch of buttered biscuits in his coat pocket and forgot about them...they stayed there about a week before it was cold enough to wear his coat again.

I've heard other boys/men tell me the same thing...though I haven't had any girls admit this to me.