nose like a dog’s

god gifted me with a nose like a dog’s.

have been complaining since yesterday morning that i can smell a dead rat.   bo and lala, who were gifted with rhinitis (hence their always stuffy noses), said that they can’t smell anything rotten.  mamae, who is pregnant, says that she, too, can’t detect any rotting rat, but i chalked it off to raging hormones clouding her olfactory judgment.

to stop me from nagging and to mask the “imaginary” smell that am complaining about, bo lit a katol.  its fumes did mask the smell after some time, so i thought i really was just having some olfactory hallucination.

anyhoo, when i went down this morning, i knew i was not having any olfactory hallucination ‘coz i can still smell the damned thing.  told tia caring about it who said it might be the CR.  went in the CR, but it was not where the smell was coming from, but i knew it was close ‘coz the smell was getting stronger.

finally couldn’t stand it (have a very weak stomach for smells such as this), so told tia caring that it really was the smell of a dead rat.  thank god that she ordered rachel to do the dirty deed of looking for the source and cleaning it up ‘coz i don’t have the stomach for it.

when rachel came down, my nose led her to the place, “dyan o, dyan hali ang parong,” pointing towards where the old stove was.

we lifted the old stove and…

…gaaaaahhhhh!!!!…

the fucking thing is still alive.

no, wait!

the fat maggots are lifting it!

ran straight to the door, heaved mightily, and nearly puked my guts out!

yosi!  i need my yosi!!!

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