THE NOSE KNOWS

About 15 years ago, I was taking Lady out for an 11 pm walk, and we were strolling out of the carport. Suddenly, Lady turned and dragged me back to the door.

As I opened the door, I smelled it: a skunk! Lady's nose knew before mine did.

Another time, we were walking down the lane late, and Lady suddenly stopped. She turned and hurried us back to the house. I didn't smell a skunk, but she had detected something.

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