A few more pictures of Cary and Greg clearing out the yard about a month ago. You can see Aidan in the back of the first picture playing with a stick. My uncle Wayne had trimmed our tree and I think the boys spent hours playing with the limbs that had been trimmed off.
So a few weeks ago, I went to bed and as I was laying there I heard a scratching in the wall. I then remembered my mom telling me a long time ago that in the spring they would get birds or bats in the walls and they would die in the wall and stink up the room. Oh goody. So I went and scared the crap out of woke up Cary who was sleeping watching tv on the couch. We fretted about it and then ultimately decided that there wasn't anything we could do but listen to the poor animal scratching in our wall and Cary would try and plug up holes on the outside of the house. So, I got to listen to the scratching for the next 2-3 nights until it died. Ugh.
We were hoping that was the end of it and that the smell wouldn't be too bad, but no....a few nights later I hear a scratching in the wall. Again! I woke Cary up at 5:00 in the morning to tell him so, he wasn't too happy about that.
Rinse and Repeat.
Double UGH.
Then the smell hit.....O.M.G. The smell.
The stench was so awful I started sleeping in the living room because it was making me sick, it got so bad almost the entire side of the house was unbearable. Finally, last Friday night Cary decided that something had to be done, like clean the dead bodies out of the wall or something, so he borrowed a wet/dry vacuum from his parents and went to work. He found out the hard way that the vacuum vented out the other side, so we find out that it was mice in the wall and Cary just vented mice remains all over our bedroom.
Long story made short... there were about 20 dead mice in the wall, the reason people thought it was birds or bats was because the mice were getting in the attic and then in our closet there is a box for the cold air return and they were falling down there into the way and on the cross brace and that's where they were piling up.
Cary and I were up until 2:30 AM that morning wiping down every surface in our room with clorox wipes, shampooing carpet, washing all clothes, bedding, curtains, lamp shades, etc...
Good times, good times.
The good news is that it smells better, and Cary scoured every surface of the house and filled in all holes so here's to hoping that we don't get anymore critters into the walls or contract the hantavirus. ☺
