Bitch on the Blog

December 15, 2012


Filed under: Roadkill — bitchontheblog @ 17:36

“Can you love someone who stinks?”

And before you give me credit for asking a pertinent question – DON’T. I picked it up like one does a penny on the pavement.




  1. I love myself even when I’m too lazy to take a bath I really need.
    I used to stop my bicycle & pick up a penny. Now I’d do it for a nickel.

    Comment by bikehikebabe66 — December 15, 2012 @ 18:01 | Reply

    • You clearly don’t come cheap, Cynthia.

      There is that saying that “those who do not honour the penny are not worthy of the pound”. Maybe that’s true. Who knows. Ask Charles Dickens or Oliver Twist. Or Mr Micawber. Or that creep Uriah Heep, role model for any accountant.. Even if my back is killing me or it’s raining cats and dogs I will always bend over to pick up a penny. The main reason that there is something so forlorn about a penny on the pavement. Awaiting its destiny. Lost. Well, it’s warm, dry and safe with me.

      Anyway, the ‘stink’ in my post refers to dogs. I didn’t read the article. I know what a WET dog smells like. It’s quite extraordinary. Some years ago I had a vacuum cleaner I got rid of eventually because every time I turned it on there was THAT smell. And I didn’t even have a dog. Cats don’t smell. In fact, Bouncer’s fur smelt like a recently bought soft toy – deliciously clean, fresh, warm. Mind you: Keep your distance from a cat which has just had a fish supper. Cats will yawn. Widely. Unashamedly.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — December 16, 2012 @ 06:56 | Reply

      • My childhood family…not the family Tom & I produced—should be a word for that. My childhood family had a cleaning woman that came on Wednesdays. Boy did it stink when she was there.

        She was sick & Mother & I went to visit her. The house was clean & fresh smelling. So was she. It was our vacuum cleaner that smelled.

        Comment by bikehikebabe66 — December 16, 2012 @ 14:48 | Reply

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