You can thank me later.
I once again saved my family from a most certain death on Monday, and I have my nose to thank. You see, I have an extremely keen sense of smell. Until Monday, I felt this talent -- nay, this gift from the gods above -- was just a joke, a funny little thing the gods do to people just because they can: giving various people in the world totally useless gifts. The gods have a not-so-funny sense of humour. Please click if you want to read the print that is clearly too small to read, unless you have 10/20 vision and are a freak. In fact, my acute sense of smell is actually a great pain in the ass most of the time. Because I am always the first one who smells something, often the ONLY one who smells something, and that "something" is most often something most people would not want to smell. Case in point: Gryphon eats something out of the garbage and ends up having two days of very bad gas, which no one but me notices. Another case in point: the guinea pig cage needs to be...
