shadow19's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Smells. Last night, when we took an after-dinner walk, the air smelled like somebody had just blown out all of their birthday candles. Later, after Fred took the pups out for their last pee of the night, Boo's fur smelled just like bacon. But when we walked tonight, we hit a stretch of freshly sealed road that smelled of tar, turpentine, poison, and cancer. I might have to go sniff the nearby pan of brownies. 9:03 p.m. - 2004-11-17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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