Monday, August 30, 2010

The Nose Goes

Really not too much is going on in life. Which is extremely nice. I am meeting people right now and actually being social (a giant gasp should be included in there.) And life is wonderful. I finished my first semester of grad school. Passed too. It feels so crazy but I am definitely enjoying the 2 week break. Seriously. It needs to be longer. Then, hmm...*ponder ponder*
Really my life is about enjoying my break from school and being social (or more so attempting sociability--that is a word, I looked it up.) But other than that--oh! I did have one announcement: I am buying a house. Yeah, that makes me feel so official and kinda oldish but I have decided its the right thing for me to do. So I'll just see how that goes.
Then my random hilarious but disgusting event in my life: My Morning Events
So this morning I was starting to go walking with my Mom and our dogs. We weren't even a block away when my mom's dog found us. She brought a pungent odor with her--actually pungent is too mild a work, try the freaking worst smell in the history of, well, just about anything. Seriously. That's right. She'd found a skunk. Yeah, that guy.
Goodness! I thought that the odor was bad just smelling them across a field or what not. It had nothing on this dog. I thought my gag reflex was pretty down pat. Gags was about all this induced me to. We tried to walk but only made it a block before it was apparent that our full 3 miles was so not happening. Literally, I couldn't make it past the block without gagging to the extreme. Walking and gagging are not very nice to lungs. Once we were back home we realized that we had no place to put her. Nobody wanted to get close enough to put her leash away or hook her to something else. And she normally resides in my family's house. There was no way that was happening. Finally we put her in the shed. And tried our walk. It wasn't very successful. By that time my mom and I were still gagging and shuddering. Even still I got an email from her--12 hours later talking about how she could still smell the disgusting-ness. I keep asking my coworkers to smell me in case I still have something sticking to me. Because it's really disgusting.

1 comment:

Kristy said...

poor dog! That stinks in more way then one!! That is exciting that you are buying a house!! Where at? Good luck with school and your sociability!!