The Cadaver Under the Settee.

Not quite as bad as the thread title sounds, but bad enough!

Marelli - wonderful story.

My sister's hamster escaped, and was never found. Much weeping all round. Later than year, mum got the hoover out, along with that long attachment for doing high level things. She switched it on, and out blew the remains of hammy the hamster. Queue much weeping from sister, aged 9. I'm not ashamed to say, that his remains one of our favourite childhood stories, to re-tell, and laugh as we do.

Iam64, I seem to remember something similar happening to my friend's grandma's budgie. He used to enjoy walking about the floor.......!

DS2 let his hamster escape from one of those rotostack thingy's when DS was about 8,the house was searched and no sign of said "hammy" after about two weeks we bought another when he was at school and told him fingers crossed that we had found him as he was so upset,a few nights later we where all sitting in the back lounge and what I thought was a dark brown field mouse ran across the hearth front,DH caught it and it turned out to be "hammy" he had been stuck in the underspace of the house and was all dusty from the sand down there,can't think what we told DS2 but it taught us never to try and be econical with the truth.

Your mum demonstrated a healthy lack of enthusiasm for cleaning iam64
Found several mummified mice in the garage where they had fallen into bowls, vases etc with slippery curved sides...
Also mummified and pressed flat lizards under the carpet underlay in one house.

Don't ask why but we once looked after some ferrets for a while. We would let them run round the living room in the evenings. When we moved house we had to move our very heavy bookcase and found the great pile of old chicken bones the ferrets had hidden under it!

I had the 3 piece suite dry cleaned a few months ago. The fellow lifted one of the sofa cushions and here was a well pressed mouse, obviously killed by my cat and pressed into shape by people sitting on the sofa.The dry cleaning fellow would not touch it!

I did wonder why Tara my cat sat looking intently at the sofa for a couple of days. She often brings home takeaways but she missed this one for supper.

It would've been like something from Tom and Jerry, Charleygirl! I can picture the flat splayed-out mouse imprinted in the cushion! Years ago we had a dog as well as a cat. While we were out the dog chased the cat on to the top of the TV, where the cat 'relieved' itself......
The television didn't work after that!

What a wussy chap Charleygirl !

Yes, phoenix, what a wuss. Surely, if he's a professional house cleaner, he's seen worse than a wee squashed mouse. Where was Tara the cat when you needed her Charleygirl

We had a similar experience many year ago. My darling cat brought a mouse in from the garden, we chased him round but were unable to extract the poor animal from his mouth. So we just decided to leave the creature to his terrible fate. BUT cat lost his pray somewhere and became extremely upset, meowing and searching. We just assumed that the mouse had escaped through the open back door.
Not so..... Three years later we were moving house and I was cleaning the bathroom, I decided to lift the lino behind the washbasin, just to get an extra clean. Yes you guessed it, under the floor covering was a completely flattened and mummified mouse. We confronted the cat with the remains and his reaction was so funny, he wanted to get his paws on it and continue his cruel game.

Tara is not interested if they are more than a few hours dead. I hate removing dead mice although I have had lots of practice. My extra long arms are fully extended and I do not look at the latest offering so that I can get the mouse on to the dustpan and then into the wheelie bin.

Wheels bin? Surely it should have gone in the organic waste bin?

Galen our 3 bins are all wheelie bins. Yes, the cadaver was placed in the one for paper, leaves etc.

Well I found a half eaten crumpet after grandchildren's visit. But the worst was when I found a dead mouse behind the cushions on the sofa. I had seen a mouse about 3 days before and rushed out to buy 'mouse killer' It had obviously worked.

About two weeks later, I found another dead mouse behind the book case, mummified. I expect it was the partner of the original one!!

This is was in Spring and to date no more bodies!!!

Marelli.

The day before my daughters wedding we were having a large family meal and I got out the extra table leaf to find a mouse had died just by it and all it's bodily fluids had soaked into the wood. It absolutely stank and how I had never smelt it earlier goodness knows - perhaps as it was in a corner full of 'stuff'. I am now an expert on -removing- disguising dead mouse smells from tables !

I'd been sitting above 'the cadaver' for what was probably a number of years . DH said yesterday that he'd smelt something occasionally - (he must have thought it was ME) !!

Years ago when I still had cats one of them bought a weasel into the house. You know when you're got one of those..boy do they smell! It ran into a roll of lino that happened to be in the living room, so I tipped it into a bucket and carried it across the fields to release it; little blighter, instead of running away gratefully ran straight back at me and I had to leggit. I know I've mentioned this before but I found a stash of cling filmed sandwiches under the sofa that my son had brought back from school from his packed lunch, not wanting to tell me that he didn't like brown bread.

I hope you haven't just found them, Tegan? DH's mum had apparently had the horrors when she discovered that the smell in the under-the-stair-cupboard at the end of a long hot school summer holiday, was a dead bat that DH had found and put in his schoolbag, on his way home from school on the last day of term!

No, but they had been there for a very long time ...

Again, something I've mentioned before [apologies] but when the S.O. had an infestation of mice in his flat [he only stays there every few weeks] we found a little nest under one of the cushions on the sofa. The mouse had taken a green button off a dressing gown in another room and carried it to the living room to put in her 'home'. It was so Beatrix Potter; I felt awful when I put the traps out . Mind you, the room with the dressing gown had been used to hang my daughters wedding dress prior to the wedding [I still have nightmares about what could have happened to that ].