It was the smell that should have told me that something was wrong.
And yesterday, I finally took the courage to check, well actually to confirm what was the source of the odour in our garage.
Behind the old bed that had been in there from before we arrived I saw what can only be described as a fur ball, with a dry bony tail.
Yes, one of the rats (see earlier entry) had found refuge here, and somehow got stuck or whatever. In the end it had died, and now it was really stuck. No really, when I finally entered the garage (again) in a full bio-hazard suit and I tried to scoop the remains up, it was actually stuck to the wall. Yes, very disgusting indeed!
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