Eeewww!

Donny and I stepped off the front porch when he stopped and said, "Mama, I smell cows." Well, I'm here to tell you that stench was not from cows. Remember the really nice neighbor who removed Ricky the raccoon from the yard? He must not have moved Ricky that far, because the stench that has fallen over the entire property is one of death. I was so happy when I saw the sun today, however I have a feeling Mr. Sunshine is making Ricky ripe.