Oh, that smell!

It has started to happen again, when the temperature is above that of the water’s freezing point frozen water starts melting. And that doesn’t smell. Locals claim the rotten smell is nothing but the usual, come spring, release the smell of composting last year’s whatever. Not so traditional locals, in other words immigrants claim that smell, that unmistakable spring smell is the smell off dog droppings. The snow hasn’t nearly melted yet and with this pace it will not be for another 4-5 weeks. So whatever under... As a non traditional local therefore I claim it is the innumerable little packages left on the snow, in the snow all at once releasing this and that.
Can one possible write more on this topic?
Moses cannot stand the smell but he cannot go back to sleep no more. That clock in his body it seems told him it is time to begin spring procedures. He should be eating but doesn’t have any appetite.
There is a bit of a crack on the egg now. It happened while it was Tobi’s watch, sit therefore he undergone rigorous interrogation about it. At some point especially considering that we had Lili and 66 kittens in the house as underage bystanders I took her by the wings told her it was time to calm down and taking her outside against will I dipped her in the snow. Living with these two for a lengthy time now I can manage such things without ending up at the accident and emergency! In fact, I managed without injuries. I rock!
Tobi was grateful to an extent that he got me a bottle of wine to show. Which was appreciated as we had a dinner guest yesterday and there was reason to celebrate. Numerous good news. For one, one of my countdowns has ended and news received made me relieved and happy. It was a boring wait for the last six weeks actually.
By the way, the long time sharing this place and days with Tobi is over a year now. He moved in on 11th March 2008. Kind of cool.