Marijuana is not a scent that wafts softly through the breeze; it hits you in the friggin' face, announcing that the person who's a few feet from you is not there in coherent spirit and won't be for quite a while.
I'm going to have red eyes soon, from being around potsmokers. As I have said before, I grew up for the first 13 years of my life in rural Vermont. I don't think I have talked before about our dog being doused by skunk perfume at least once a year. You'd think that she would have figured out not to talk to skunks after the first few years of being sprayed in the face, but she was more adventurous than she was analytical.
The home remedy for eliminating skunk smell from your dog is to bathe the dog in tomato juice. I suppose that there are people who don't know what it's like to have a pink Saint Bernard trying to escape the bathroom and streaking tomato juice and skunkiness all over the house; I am not one of those people.
Although our dog did seem at those times to be unhappy, she wasn't stoned. She had as much personal dignity as an animal can have in such a situation, which admittedly isn't much, but at least she wasn't choosing to give up her thought process.
Copyright L. Kochman, July 3, 2017 @ 7:40 p.m.
