It’s kind of a rule of thumb that if we get up through the night, we let the dogs out to….uh, water the flowers. Usually it’s not an issue.
Until tonight, when Kasia came in smelling like Eau de Stink,er,Skunk.It’s easy to forget we don’t live in the city, and the smell of skunk , uh, rubs it in, if you forgive the pun.
Mom always said I’d have one just like me.Thanks,Mom.