It’s a warm cool summer night
The wind is surprisely calm as it sways through the cracked bedroom window
You hear the crickets in the night air
I lay in my bed tucked away almost drifting to sleep but awaken but a fierce smell
It smells of boiled eggs possibly few days old but no one is cooking or has cooked today
I sit up and look around in amazement and ask my boyfriend do you smell that?
He nods his head in the same confusion and says….”maybe it’s something outside”
I get up to close the window but realize the smell is even stronger now
I get back in bed and try to close my eyes and focus on the beauty of the night that once was
I hear silent whisper and a slight jingle of a collar
I sit up to realize where the smell was coming from….none other than my own dog
I suddenly remember he had two bowls of food, 4 treats, and one French fry today and has decided to let us sit in his absolute glory of funk
I rest my head on my pillow with a slight smirk thinking…only my dog could have such silent but deadly farts
Oh for heaven’s Sake… Love that little stinker….
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