As I have mentioned before I am the proud owner of a Jeep Commander who is now being forced to drive my husband’s minivan so he can have my car for awhile (it is a miles thing). Anyways, as the mother of twins I finally had the chance to get out and do some shopping on my own while my husband was at home with the boys. I happily jumped into my Jeep. As I began to drive around I started to smell something unpleasant and as I got in and out of the vehicle for several stops the smell only got worse. My husband called to see how my day was going and I immediately asked him what he did to my Jeep, “I had breadsticks in there yesterday on my lunch break” he replied. Breadsticks? Okay they can smell like sweaty gym socks but this was more like a puke with beer breath with somthing else mixed in scent that I could not put a finger on and as the car got warmer the smell intensified. I kept the windows cracked at a tolerable level due to the winter weather and continued on my way.
About two weeks later as I was running around my front lawn in the wind trying to catch blow away boxes from my garbage that had not yet been picked up, I suddenly slid through a pile of bait fish near the curb. First thought…Why Me? Second thought….I am going to kill him. Yes you heard that right, my husband had been ice fishing and forgot to remove these leftovers from the car. I even recall mentioning something sliding around in the back of the Jeep and my husband saying during that phone call that it was his ice fishing sled. Hmmm…..that explains the mysterious scent. Now I have seen this pile of fish before (although last time I was spared from having to smell them for a day) and as I told my husband then and will again, the cats in the neighborhood ignore his offering and a week later I have to send him out with a bag and gloves to remove his dead friends from our yard. What must the neighbors think?
Ice Fishing-Perch caught by my friend Russell
