The Smell in the Trunk
Bryan goes to our local Wal-Mart store for the Humane Society to pick up the damaged pet food and cat litter weekly. Last week was no exception – he actually went twice: once on Monday morning and again Thursday morning. Here is a smelly, but funny story.
Bryan picked up products from Wal-Mart on Thursday morning. He was driving our little Geo, which we call “Blue-Car”. Monday morning I need to drive that car to work since Bryan needed our other car. When I got in I thought I smelled something a little stinky, but it went away. I didn’t think anything of it until lunchtime when I smelled it again and it smelled a little worse. When I got in at 5:00, the smell was still there, but I was eager to get home and I promptly forgot about it. Until….
Tuesday morning, I got in the same lil’ Blue Car and hoped I didn’t smell when I got to work.
Tuesday afternoon, before leaving for lunch I looked throughout the car for the dead animal that had to be making the sickening stench in the car. Did I hit something? Where is this foul odor coming from?
Tuesday evening it was cooler and sprinkling. The car didn’t reek like it had at lunchtime. Later that evening, Bryan & I pile in to go to the Humane Society to chat. Bryan remembers that he still has undelivered pet food in the trunk so we think “Great! We can kill 2 birds with one stone!”
When we arrived at the office parking lot, I hopped out to open the trunk and Bryan ran to get a cart to haul the load of food in. The trunk opened and a whoosh of dead meat stench nearly knocked me to the ground. Bryan came running with the cart and was nearly knocked over himself.
After I had successfully suppressed my gag reflex, I started investigating the car’s trunk. All I could see was one giant 50 pound bag of dry cat food and one smaller 5 pound bag of puppy food. The idea that we had some sort of vermin in our trunk that died in the food was tossed around for a while. We hauled both food bags in the cart – but neither of them were the source of the smell.
Before taking the food in, I spotted what looked like a box wrapped in tons of plastic wrap. Bryan took it out of the truck and placed it in the cart away from the other food. Removing the plastic revealed 2 cases of canned cat food all sealed tight. Or so we thought. He took one from the case to investigate and the offensive smell immediately returned as all the juice spilled onto the ground.
Bryan immediately took the canned food to the dumpster. We tossed the whole lot away just in case and we have boxes of odor control baking soda in our trunk now. I checked at lunch and I only smelled the baking soda.
So if you hear any stories of two nuts in a parking lot cleaning out their trunk and throwing up…it was us!
Reen
Bryan goes to our local Wal-Mart store for the Humane Society to pick up the damaged pet food and cat litter weekly. Last week was no exception – he actually went twice: once on Monday morning and again Thursday morning. Here is a smelly, but funny story.
Bryan picked up products from Wal-Mart on Thursday morning. He was driving our little Geo, which we call “Blue-Car”. Monday morning I need to drive that car to work since Bryan needed our other car. When I got in I thought I smelled something a little stinky, but it went away. I didn’t think anything of it until lunchtime when I smelled it again and it smelled a little worse. When I got in at 5:00, the smell was still there, but I was eager to get home and I promptly forgot about it. Until….
Tuesday morning, I got in the same lil’ Blue Car and hoped I didn’t smell when I got to work.
Tuesday afternoon, before leaving for lunch I looked throughout the car for the dead animal that had to be making the sickening stench in the car. Did I hit something? Where is this foul odor coming from?
Tuesday evening it was cooler and sprinkling. The car didn’t reek like it had at lunchtime. Later that evening, Bryan & I pile in to go to the Humane Society to chat. Bryan remembers that he still has undelivered pet food in the trunk so we think “Great! We can kill 2 birds with one stone!”
When we arrived at the office parking lot, I hopped out to open the trunk and Bryan ran to get a cart to haul the load of food in. The trunk opened and a whoosh of dead meat stench nearly knocked me to the ground. Bryan came running with the cart and was nearly knocked over himself.
After I had successfully suppressed my gag reflex, I started investigating the car’s trunk. All I could see was one giant 50 pound bag of dry cat food and one smaller 5 pound bag of puppy food. The idea that we had some sort of vermin in our trunk that died in the food was tossed around for a while. We hauled both food bags in the cart – but neither of them were the source of the smell.
Before taking the food in, I spotted what looked like a box wrapped in tons of plastic wrap. Bryan took it out of the truck and placed it in the cart away from the other food. Removing the plastic revealed 2 cases of canned cat food all sealed tight. Or so we thought. He took one from the case to investigate and the offensive smell immediately returned as all the juice spilled onto the ground.
Bryan immediately took the canned food to the dumpster. We tossed the whole lot away just in case and we have boxes of odor control baking soda in our trunk now. I checked at lunch and I only smelled the baking soda.
So if you hear any stories of two nuts in a parking lot cleaning out their trunk and throwing up…it was us!
Reen
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