Critter? What Critter?

There is a funky odor in our kitchen that leads us to believe that a small creature has met its demise somewhere in the back recesses of our walls (a place that we cannot reach or see).  But thanks to this delicious Camembert cheese that H’s brother recently brought over as a gift from the Old Country, it really doesn’t matter anymore, as the smell has been masked.  Thanks, Brother D.