Still can’t smell anything thanks to this respiratory thing that’s invaded my head—but hey! I’m not complaining. Not having a sense of smell is a definite plus when you’re living with a bulldog, even if he does get a bath twice a month.
And while you guys are launching today’s comic either by clicking on the image to the right or this link, I’ll be working a swim meet. If I’m not getting my feet wet while timing, I’ll be passing out breakfast burritoes in the snack bar. Hoo yeah.