Yep, the title says it all. We got moved into the new house and somewhere along the line, I turned on the oven. O. M. G. is about the only appropriate response I can think of. The smell!! At first we didn't put two and two together about where the smell came from (we were thinking maybe the heater vents??) but soonest we figgered it out.
So, hubs and I pulled that stove out, unplugged it, then he took the side off. Dear God, it was bad. A rat or uber-big mouse had crawled in there sometime and died ensconced in the insulation. I thought maybe we could replace the insulation but hubby didn't want to try that. So we called the foreman of the ranch we live on and he checked with the owner who said to buy a new stove.
Fine by us!! So the foreman took the smelly stove to town to see if it could be salvaged for something but the repair-guy said it would cost more to replace the insulation and repaint the thing than to buy a new stove.
So, we gots a new stove...that doesn't smell...thank goodness!!!
Saturday, May 16, 2009
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