It can't smell as bad as my dad's homemade sauerkraut. The only things that could clear our house were Dad making sauerkraut, and Mom giving me a perm.
One time Mom and Dad launched into an odor offensive - Mom was perming me and Dad decided he HAD TO MAKE SAUERKRAUT RIGHT THIS SECOND - and my eyes still water when I think about that.
We had to open all the windows, and that is a project not lightly undertaken on a 100-degree summer day in Houston.
My father (Lithuanian), though, used to talk about his making horseradish -- my grandmother made him go out on the porch to grind it!
Sauerkraut and a perm kit sounds like a lethal combination, not to mention 100 degree heat. Poor Xena. Yikes!
We've got cool weather here in Minnesota today. At least I can comfortably have the windows open for my sensitive-nosed guy.