A and I went for a lovely walk this evening with our dog, C. Besides the peeing every third sidewalk square, C was a very good dog.
Then we got home.
We turned around to find C diving head first into heavens knows what, rolling around and proding his head down into the lawn. Still don't know what it was. All we know is that it was one of the worst scents we have ever had the pleasure of smelling.
A Friday evening bath was a must.