“You just never know when you’re dealing with rodents”

The day after Memorial Day, when I got into my car, it reeked. A strong, foul odor greeted me that morning. It had rained a lot during the long weekend, and I hadn’t driven the car. I figured it was just some water sitting somewhere. It ought to evaporate soon enough. The smell seemed to be coming from the vents, so I figured I could help it evaporate by running the fan as much as possible.

I’ve been dealing with the smell ever since then: windows open, fan on full blast, as often as possible.

This morning I noticed a chewed Kleenex with rodent droppings attached to it in the glove box. I also noticed Kleenex bits and more rodent droppings on the floor mat below the glove box.

So I have a more sinister enemy here.

I dropped by the mechanic over lunch to make an appointment. I explained the symptoms. He looked as me suspiciously.

“But how would a rodent get in there? Hmm… I forget — do you live in the country?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Oh, well that would explain it then.”

It reminded him of other rodents he’s done battle with — pack rats that have chewed up wires and hoses, including one that was still alive and in the vehicle when he started working on it.

So I asked him how expensive this was going to be.

“Well, I don’t know. It could be easy, or it could be interesting. You just never know when you’re dealing with rodents.”

He promised to call me if it looked like it might be interesting.

3 thoughts on ““You just never know when you’re dealing with rodents”

  1. Happy birthday to me. (Just pretend that’s Eeyore talking.)

    John has been cleaning his car for the past hour and he isn’t done cleaning yet.

    His car has been smelling for a while. But the smell has been getting worse.

    On our way to my birthday

  2. Happy birthday to me. (Just pretend that’s Eeyore talking.)

    John has been cleaning his car for the past hour and he isn’t done cleaning yet.

    His car has been smelling for a while. But the smell has been getting worse.

    On our way to my birthday

  3. To those of you that are wondering what has become of my smelly car, Terah has the scoop.

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