Day 4: Something Started to Smell
It was subtle at first. A sweetness in the upstairs hallway. I checked the trash. Checked the fridge. Sniffed around the bathroom.
Nothing.
By day six, the smell was thick. Not subtle anymore. Heavy. Rotten. It stuck to the curtains. It got into the couch cushions. It got into my hair.
My 8-year-old daughter came downstairs one morning and said: “Mommy, why does our house smell like something bad?”
I knew what it was. I just didn’t want to believe it.
A mouse had eaten the poison, crawled inside the wall to die, and was now decomposing in a place I couldn’t reach.
$500 to Cut Open My Wall — With No Guarantee
I called a pest control company. The tech came out and confirmed it.
“Yeah, that’s a dead mouse in the wall. Happens all the time with poison.”
He said they could cut into the drywall to try to find it. $500 minimum. And no guarantee they’d find it on the first cut.
“Sometimes you have to open two or three spots before you locate it,” he said.
I asked: “What if I just wait?”
“It’ll take three to six weeks for the smell to go away on its own.”
Three to six weeks.
My husband moved to the couch because our bedroom was closest to the wall. I burned candles around the clock. Every window open, even in November.
And every morning, my daughter asked why our house smelled.
The smell finally faded after almost a month. But I will never forget it.
And I will never use mouse poison again.