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The last day or so I had a smell coming from my 95 Chevy Truck and couldn't figure it out till today. It smelled like something died, like I hit something, but it didn't go away. I thought maybe it was the typical Chevy smell,lol, until I opened the hood and found this. Pictures explain it all.

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It may be an omen of things to come, it is a Chevy. What is the "optional hood blanket" really? Chuck

 
What is that? A cat? Nasty!!!! And to think the engine fan with warm temps didn't do anything to help you look cool or smell good while at the stop light rofl Talk about Kodak moment eh? For the cars next to you that is LOL! Serious, is that a rotting animal in your hood?

 
What is that? A cat? Nasty!!!! And to think the engine fan with warm temps didn't do anything to help you look cool or smell good while at the stop light rofl Talk about Kodak moment eh? For the cars next to you that is LOL! Serious, is that a rotting animal in your hood?
Not a cat, but yes that is a rotting squirrel, and I about lost it when I had to remove him.

 
That's got their kin darn mad; they's comin' for ya!

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You know, coincidence can be quite strange. Within 15 minutes of posting the picture above I heard a thumping noise on the tin roof of my front porch. I run outside to see something furry jump from the porch roof and into my yucca plant. Turns out it was a Brushtail Possum staring back at me - first one I've seen in my neighbourhood in the 14 years I've been here (they're nocturnal so that probably not that surprising).

For the last six months every now and again I've heard bumping noises up in the roof - always sounded too big to be a rat so I just assumed it was the wind blowing something around up there, but now I'm pretty sure I know the real cause.

So not being a fan of having unsupervised marsupials roaming around in my roof I devised a cunning relocation plan. I went inside and grabbed an empty garbage bin, an old bean-bag and a broom, then proceeded to poke at the possum hoping it would drop into the bin. But the little blighter has was amounts to be four handsomely clawed hands, and not only wouldn't let go but climbed even higher out of reach of the broom.

So I went back inside and got some leather gardening gloves, went back out and stood on the hood of my Holden Commodore which is parked right below the yucca, reached up and grabbed Mr. Possum by the back legs as he tried to scamper higher. With a quick tug accompanied by a blood curdling squeal (the possum, not me) he was in my hands and then quickly into the bin with the bean-bag on top of the bin to prevent escape.

I loaded the bin into the Commodore and drove about three kilometers away, took the photo below, and released it into the bushland.

I do hope he/she wasn't looking after a family in my roof, guess time will tell about that one.

All the while I was catching the possum I was aware of the damage they can to with their claws. I know what damage they can cause because a bloke I used to work with once turned up at work with scratches and stitches across his face. What had happened was that he had been sent by our work up to the Northern Territory to work on some trucks. He was having a drink in the beer garden at one of the local pubs and there was a possum in the garden scavenging around. For some reason the possum got startled, and it is their instinct to run up the nearest tree. Apparently the possum mistook this bloke for a tree and climbed up the clothes on his body and reached the pinnacle of his head where it did a few panicked laps and scratched the living crap out of his face!

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All you needed to do is buy a Chevy and park it out front, no need in trying to catch him,lol.

 
This time last year I had a skunk get into our garage (wife left the door carcked so our dogs could get in from the cold) The skunk was setting on the shelf next to our back door.I had walked right past him when I left for work.We had heard the dogs barking during the night,but saw nothing.

She called me at work and said she was looking right at him when she opened the door to go to work. I told her to get the dogs in the house and let it get out before he sprayed. She did and got impatiant after about an hour and let the dogs back out, and he sprayed the side of her white Infinity,before he left!

Well I had a mess to clean up when I got home! I had to scrubb my garage out and it stunk!. When she got home from her appointments I took her car to the car wash and washed and washed! Could not get rid of the smell.I came home put her car in my shop and had to use polishing compound to try and get the stain off of her white car,would not come off.I started to leave her car in my shop,but at the last minute I changed my mind. I did not want to stink up my shop.I put her car back in the garage.(see where this is going?)

The next morning I go to work. The wife calls again. She went to leave and started her car up backed it out of the garage and It would barely run,was making a squeeling sound,and stunk to high heaven! My little furry freind had been riding around with my wife and I all day long the day before and had spent the night again! He had been in the belly pan of her car all along!

Well I came home and poped the hood and there was blood and skunk fur every where! I was gaging from the smell! He was down under the ac compresor and power steering pump.I could not get to him.I started poking him and the d--- thing was still alive!

I jacked the car up and put it on stands, hooked a garden hose up to the hot water heater to try and burn him out and maybe keep the spray to a minimum,but the more I sprayed,he sprayed! We were both excited and mad as H---!

I called a freind down in Laousianna to see if he had any ideas and basicly cry on his shoulders because I had no Idea what I was going to do. Well while I was talking to him the The skunk let it's tail down and was sticking out of the belly pan. I grabbed a very large pair of channel locks and grabbed the thing by it's tail and drug him out of the car! I slung it out in the yard,still alive! I grabbed a single shot 12 guage shot gun I keep in the shop and shot it! I was so mad and it felt so good I re-loaded and shot that sob again!

Well it has taken a year to get the smell out of the car.You ought to see how clean thet engine bay is in that car!

You just can't make this stuff up. We do not leave the door cracked any more.The dogs are on there on! I live out in the country, there was only one abused animal in this story, and he earned it!!

 
My marsupial relocation plan is a .22 with bird shot.
Two thumbs up, Don!



This time last year I had a skunk get into our garage (wife left the door carcked so our dogs could get in from the cold) The skunk was setting on the shelf next to our back door.I had walked right past him when I left for work.We had heard the dogs barking during the night,but saw nothing.

She called me at work and said she was looking right at him when she opened the door to go to work. I told her to get the dogs in the house and let it get out before he sprayed. She did and got impatiant after about an hour and let the dogs back out, and he sprayed the side of her white Infinity,before he left!

Well I had a mess to clean up when I got home! I had to scrubb my garage out and it stunk!. When she got home from her appointments I took her car to the car wash and washed and washed! Could not get rid of the smell.I came home put her car in my shop and had to use polishing compound to try and get the stain off of her white car,would not come off.I started to leave her car in my shop,but at the last minute I changed my mind. I did not want to stink up my shop.I put her car back in the garage.(see where this is going?)

The next morning I go to work. The wife calls again. She went to leave and started her car up backed it out of the garage and It would barely run,was making a squeeling sound,and stunk to high heaven! My little furry freind had been riding around with my wife and I all day long the day before and had spent the night again! He had been in the belly pan of her car all along!

Well I came home and poped the hood and there was blood and skunk fur every where! I was gaging from the smell! He was down under the ac compresor and power steering pump.I could not get to him.I started poking him and the d--- thing was still alive!

I jacked the car up and put it on stands, hooked a garden hose up to the hot water heater to try and burn him out and maybe keep the spray to a minimum,but the more I sprayed,he sprayed! We were both excited and mad as H---!

I called a freind down in Laousianna to see if he had any ideas and basicly cry on his shoulders because I had no Idea what I was going to do. Well while I was talking to him the The skunk let it's tail down and was sticking out of the belly pan. I grabbed a very large pair of channel locks and grabbed the thing by it's tail and drug him out of the car! I slung it out in the yard,still alive! I grabbed a single shot 12 guage shot gun I keep in the shop and shot it! I was so mad and it felt so good I re-loaded and shot that sob again!

Well it has taken a year to get the smell out of the car.You ought to see how clean thet engine bay is in that car!

You just can't make this stuff up. We do not leave the door cracked any more.The dogs are on there on! I live out in the country, there was only one abused animal in this story, and he earned it!!
Egads.

 
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I'm still laughing from the last story. I got one but not quite that good.

My girlfriend worked 2nd shift. I worked first. When she got ready to go to work there was a cat leg dangling out of the radiator area. She assume the fan had mutilated it. There's no way she would pull the dead cat out of the fan. She called animal control for help. The guy finally got there pop the hood and the cat shot of there fast. Just taking a nap.

When I lived in Missouri In the 80's. My buddy when to drink beer at a friends house. Notice a fresh kill deer on the way there.We could aways use food. Picked it up on the way back. It was still alive. Small deer 70lb. Tied it to the spare tire. It was paralyzed from the neck down. Didn't want to kill a defenseless deer so we tied it to a heavy chair in the front room for the night. Well it snap out of it about 3am. Sound like all hell breaking loose. The deer and the chair bouncing around the front room. We tackle it,tied it and took it to the vet the next mourning. It had a dislocated shoulder and temporary paralysis. Should have just cut and cleaned that one. Now every time I see the movie Tommyboy It brings back memories.

 
... I slung it out in the yard,still alive! I grabbed a single shot 12 guage shot gun I keep in the shop and shot it! I was so mad and it felt so good I re-loaded and shot that sob again!
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Also a part of my general thoughts and operating principals when dealing with intruders of any type.

 
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