Loss of appetite: Check

To the creature that made its way into the wall behind my fridge before dying in this hard-to-reach place, please decompose quickly.

Your stench comes in waves through the kitchen, usually as I'm about to tuck into a nice meal. No amount of candles or essential oils can mask your poor body's smelly state of affairs.

While I'm sorry that you were not long for this earth, I am sorrier that I have to smell your remains as you flit off to whatever rodentia afterlife exists.—In need of nose plugs

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