Cuz came over this morning and looked under the house but didn’t see anything. She had to get one of the men to an appointment with one of his doctors so she had little time to look. She told me she’d be back this afternoon to do a better job.
There was a problem on SSNet that I wasn’t sure had nothing to do with my notebook. I breathed as little as possible and went in to look it up on the netbook. Same there so I came out and was thankful I could breathe fresher air though there was a faint odor coming into the living room from under the door.
Later, I held my breath as long as I could and went in to open the bathroom window. I couldn’t help but breathe a little in spite of myself.
I needed a shower but I couldn’t bring myself to be in the bathroom that long. For a wonder, it smelled worse than I did.
Afternoon came and with it, Cuz. She told me she had found the culprit but she was going to have to get gloves and something to put it in. She mentioned there was a cloud of flies buzzing about, too.
By and by, there was a knock at the door. My CIL opened it and yelled for me to bring my camera. When I picked it up and went out to the deck, here’s what I saw:
She carried the body far, far away to make the disposal.
The ‘possum had gotten into the insulation before Cuz had boarded it up. It must’ve been in there for weeks. Maybe it found some mouse bodies to dine on and stayed alive for no telling how long. Cuz had tried to pull it out but it was so far gone that the hair kept coming off in clumps. She had to cut a hole in the insulation so it would drop out (thank goodness for gravity) and she was oh, so thankful that the bloated carcass didn’t explode then and there. Now she has a hole to patch.
She advised me to spray with something in the bedroom and bath to help rid the place of the stench. I got an almost empty bottle of Febreze out of Twinkle’s bathroom and made use of it.
By that time, it was so late that I decided tomorrow would be fine for a shower.
Cuz came over again with information about spinal cord stimulation. She asked me if I knew anything about it. I don’t have chronic back pain so, no, I didn’t. It will be interesting to see if insurance will pay for it. From what I’ve found online, it costs anywhere from $15-20,000. Even with Medicare discounting it down to approved charges, it’s still a pretty good chunk o’ change.
I asked her about the kitchen light. She’ll have to wait until her construction partner can come over with her to test it. She said she could take it down but I’d like it left up, if at all possible.
It’s Thursday night. It doesn’t seem that long ago when I was starting the week. Time flies whether I’m having fun or not. I do have much for which to be thankful, though. It isn’t many people who have a Cuz like mine.