No pics of the cat. But I do have a few of the grandkids on the tube behind the boat yesterday. But it would take me an hour to get them off my phone onto the computer, then resized and posted to Rick's hosting service, and I am not that energetic today.

Big Jim, no we did not let a little stink get in the way of a good time.

Next time will be a bit more enjoyable, without the stink.

So, after the preliminary work last night, I scrubbed one full box of Soda bicarb into the wet carpet.

16 hours later, I went back and added a quart of white vinegar, and then two quarts of hydrogen peroxide.

Then rinsed it all out for about fifteen minutes with the garden hose, and applied half of a 24 oz can of Lysol aerosol disinfectant.

All I can smell now is Lysol. No question, the bacteria problem has been destroyed. Now to be sure the cadaverine and putrescine molecules have also been eliminated.

It is parked out in the sun again. We will see how it smells after a few days of sunshine. If the smell of death comes back, I will revisit some of the previous suggestions.

Perhaps odoban.


People who choose to brew up their own storms bitch loudest about the rain.