In a house full of little stinkers, who do you blame when a bomb explodes? That is the dilemma I found myself in this weekend. Lucky for me I have a bad nose. I don’t always smell the odors Murphy, Mr. Meow, and Tabby (and Wayne) freely share. But Wayne does. The SBD Release It was a peaceful Friday night lounging on the couch watching TV after a nice dinner out. Suddenly, Wayne springs up from his couch with his nose all scrunched up and shouts, “Ewww! Someone stinks. Bad!” He Who Smelt It Dealt It I’d seen the salad … Continue reading →