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How the bloody hell was I to know how different that day was going to be when I woke up? It looked just like a case of “Same Shit, Different Day” really, going to my same mundane job, coming home and maybe looking at some TV, some porn if I was feeling in the mood and then going to bed.

Simple. A bit boring maybe but simple.

Maybe...well, I suppose your dog's farts might have been a warning. I had just assumed that it was something in the new dog food that I had got when that horrendous smell hit me as I was pouring out his food. It's strange; Lloyd was never a particularly gassy dog. In fact, I had never before smelt a dog fart in my life but I hadn't expect it to damn near knock me off my feet! I swore and spilt some of his food, quickly backing away and opening a window to get some deep breaths of fresh air.

I wasn't one to let something like that ruin my day of course; might be a fun story to tell my friends if we were all just chatting or something.

After waiting a minute I retreated my head from the window, assuming that the smell will have gone away. Not only was there still a lingering smell of fart in the air the son of a bitch (heh!) let another one rip! A loud one this time! I groaned loudly and shook my head to get rid of the stench, coughing as I got out of that room. That – that was ungodly! Absolutely vile, oh my god! I really needed to change Lloyd's food -

As I thought that the dog bumped into the back of your legs – and farted a third time! Immediately a new wave of stink hit me even before I managed to plug your nose. One fart – yeah, that was fine, no problem! Three farts though? Now I was annoyed!

“Sit!” I snapped at Lloyd; he obeyed immediately but I swore I could hear another sneaky stinker hiss out of him as he did so. Maybe I was just imagining things but I was not going to hang around in the living room having to endure something like that!

Once I got upstairs (Lloyd wasn't allowed upstairs even when he didn't smell like a sewage pipe!) I decided that maybe a quick shower was in order. That was – I had to say, that was really weird. It wasn't just that Lloyd had never stunk the place up quite like that before but -

Well, it seemed crazy to me at the time but it almost as if my dog was farting around me on purpose. The way he followed me into the room -

That notion I laughed off pretty quickly. He was just a dumb dog, of course he wasn't letting rip just because I was there! Maybe dry food would help make sure that didn't happen again, that smell had been most unpleasant.

I considered making a quick detour to the pet store on the way back from work, to check if they had anything that might deal with dog farts. Most likely unncessary but it would be a nice break from the mundane nature of your normal life.

It was a shame that that day was as far from normal as I could have ever expected...

A) Lay-by

B) Lighter

C) Vegetable

D) Climbing