As most of you know from reading my other blogs, I've been sick this week.
It's now reached the point where I can't smell or taste anything.
This has ended up being a blessing in disguise, though, because there's a road-killed skunk right next to my driveway.
Last night I woke up smelling something odd. At first I wasn't sure what happened; I wondered if maybe one of the cats had an accident, or maybe my neighbors were burning garbage. Eventually I decided that it was skunk-like, and the reason I hadn't immediately identified it was because I was only able to partially smell it. My nose/sinuses hadn't gotten completely plugged yet.
Today, my lack of smell is complete. The dead skunk probably still reeks, but I can't smell a thing.
I could probably go out there and lick it and not even notice.
I promise not to try that, though.
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It wasn't road kill. Those skunk hunting gnomes I sent over there left you a present and they're a little miffed that you can't enjoy it right now.
Get better soon.
From a distance that odor isn't horrid. Up close, your eyes water and your stomach does flip flops ... don't take up smelling any time soon.
We had a rotting skunk near our cottage in Rhode Island. Every once in a while we'd get a whiff of deteriorating skunk anal glands.
Yum.
Mix that with the rotting stench of seaweed drifts on the beach.... ah, nothing quite smells like vacation!
the only think worse that a dead skunk is one that is living in a wooded area near you.I hope that the nut case on a dirt bike finds it the hard way.
Yeah, dead roadkilled skunk is probably not like chicken soup. I doubt it will make you feel better :) LOL
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