I hate Chili night! After the Apes get a big feed of this stuff, the place starts sounding like a popcorn machine. It certainly doesn’t have that fresh popped smell either.

So there I was, sitting on the Big Hairless Ape’s lap when I heard the first one. It sort of had that “Thu-wap!” sound. The smell that followed shortly after was enough for me to vacate the lap before my petting quota was finished. 

To complete my petting quota, I took refuge with the Big Haired Wife. That only lasted a few minutes before I heard a muffled, “Pffffft!” She obviously thought nobody heard it as she just continued to pet me and watch TV like nothing had happened. My enhanced sense of hearing and smell sure picked it up!

Choking my way off her lap, I made my way to The Wet One’s room. I stopped at the door upon realizing that the child had done more than just pass gas. It was like walking into a wall of stench.

There was just no escaping it! They even fed some of this stuff to ScapeGoat The Dog who was now sputtering around the house.

My poor over-sensitive nose. It’ll be days before things smell right again.