Down Wind

Can Karma be a scent?

Sprite finally gave John some of his own medicine.

While they were playing in her room, she let a good one loose while her tushy was near John's head since he was lying on the floor. He had the nerve to pushaw about it like he actually had the right to complain. I had the nerve to laugh at him, because he tortures me with more than his fair share of the air on a nightly basis.

Sprite had the nerve to do it again mere seconds later. Then he responded in kind with one of his own which had Blue leaving the room in disgust. I followed seconds later, closing the door behind me to lessen the chance of it infiltrating the rest of the house.

John says she did it on purpose.

I say Febreze could make millions off our home air pollutants alone.

Smells like him too.

Comments

[Becca]

What are you feeding those two???

Glad that John and Sprite bonded.

[Jen]

Spinach, actually. That stuff is dangerous!