Text from Me to Ben:
3:26 pm: By the way, my car smells like rotten meat...I think the squirrel we hit on the way to church is partially still under the car. Yuck.
3:48 pm: Scratch my squirrel hypothesis...turns out Weston just had a blow-out that smelt lke rotten animal. Of course on the same day I gave him a bath.
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