My house has an odd medicinal smell to it. I don’t know if it’s caused by whatever mysterious process is going on in the downstairs guest room that has been quarantined while they have these enormous drying machines running 24/7 since Saturday.
But I do know that I didn’t start smelling the new not-entirely-pleasant smell until I finally cleaned the cat box last night when I got home.
There’s something really icky about uncovering a new uncomfortable aroma after removing another competing odor that had been so pervasive and overpowering, you didn’t even realize there was still another nose-crinkling scent festering beneath it.
Somehow this situation reminds me of last night’s VP debates.
That is all.
polyammering 
oooooh gotta love your litter box Im sure glad my Bubba is a lady when ever its not raining cats and dogs outsidde here on this island in canada….
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