The Faint, Fine Stench of Dog

[madrobins]

It's been ten days, and still there's a slight undertone of Dammit Emily in the house. Today she's getting a shampoo at The Terrible Place Where They Give Poorly Treated Dogs Nummy Things Afterward, and we're replacing her bed. But my God, that stuff is persistent. I've washed all the bedding in our room twice. I've washed my nightgowns. I've (seriously) rinsed out my nose. And still there's a whiff of skunk about it all.  Which may explain why I've spent three days out of five at Workshop Cafe this week, making calls, dropping in job applications, and working on The World's Least Obliging Book.