I see dead things.

I'm starting with an image of one of my furry friends from the Goa Cafe (which never smells bad BTW).  warning: the images that follow are quite disturbing...  
It's been a stinky couple of days at the villa. First, there was the gecko in the knife drawer.  Then the gross smell started.  Wayan asked the pest control folks to come check, but they found nothing.  Wayan come over and found a gecko under the couch.  Blech.
But after airing the place, it still smelled BAD throughout the entire first floor.  I was thinking of moving out until it could be resolved, it was so bad.  But, Wayan sent in an expert and low and behold, a rat had died in our ceiling as well.  
Here's to cleaner air and happier thoughts!

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