My house stinks.  I’m not talking sort of.  I’m talking Walking Dead oh my goodness there are zombies hiding under the couches stink.  Its bad.

So I’m walking through the house last night and smell something awful…just awful…

I look around, see nothing.  But I KNOW what it is…a lost milk cup.

You know what I’m talking about.  Your little angel is drinking some “Chocky Malk” (as Anna Jo calls it), then she gets distracted…puts the cup down…and it rolls off somewhere under a table, a couch, or just out of site.

And then that delicious glass of cool refreshing chocolate milk turns into  liquid goo rotten cheese milk funk!!!

 

I couldn’t find the smell last night and I was tired, so I just went to bed (you know you’ve done it, don’t judge me).  However, the smell became so overpowering today that I had to find it.

I harnessed my inner blood hound, got down in the floor on all fours and started sniffing around like a dog on a rabbit trail! A very stinky rabbit trail…OK, a DEAD rabbit trail…

Sniff Sniff…

Not the carpet…

Sniff Sniff…

Nope, not the big couch…

Sniff Sniff, not the cushions on the kitchen chairs…

WHERE IS THIS AWFUL SMELL COMING FROM!!!!

I check about a dozen more places on the floor…I’m pretty sure I look ridiculous right now…then I glance over to left and see UNDER the little couch…

Now being a pro, I know not to reach directly under the couch and grab the cup.  I gotta check out the situation…I don’t want to knock off the lid and make matters worse.

Yeah…matters are already worse…

Inside the cup…solid cheese.  How long has this been under here?

Wait…if the funky cheese is there…the solid and liquid should have separated.

Where did the liquid go?

Oh no…

I notice the smell is actually stronger over to the left of the cup.  Then I see a slight little tiny part of the lid open.

 

Apparently the liquid goo rotten cheese milk funk slowly poured out of the cup, ran down the grooves in my hardwood floor…right over to a pillow laying to the left of the couch.

Then it must have absorbed into the corner of the pillow and spread all through the fabric.

I picked up the pillow and it smelled awful, by far one of the worst smells my nose has had the displeasure of smelling.  It was somewhere between the spectrum of baby vomit and road kill…we are talking bog of eternal stench awful!!!

So I got the pillow and went straight to the washer and washed it with enough soap to clean two loads of laundry.  Then I went back and slowly removed the toddler cup…and threw it away…in the outside trash.

I spent the next 15 minutes washing my hands…

As for the floor, I didn’t know exactly what to do so I sprayed some furniture polish on it (surely that won’t hurt the floor) and waited for back-up…Jocelyn will know how to clean up dried  liquid goo rotten cheese milk funk.

I hope…or it may be hard to smell, er sell this house!!!!

Ever find an old toddler cup about a month after your kid drank milk out of it? Share your story below!