Smokers don’t realize how they smell.
That is not Shannon, but a kitteh with similar colors.
We kept the cats in last night, and Jake was really annoying. He kept sitting on my pillow right by my head.
Our puppy seemed not to mind the fireworks too much, until I was putting her out and one went off seemingly right behind us. But she calmed down again pretty quickly. We stayed up with her an extra hour until the shooting stopped.
I knew it wasn’t Shannon, but the similarity was too sweet to miss!
I think Jake has your number!
Because I’m super-sensitive to odors, (strong chemicals, cigarette smoke, perfumes, some cooking odors, diesel fuel, etc.,) it doesn’t take much to irritate my eyes or my lungs. Utah has had a non-smoking policy in place since 2004, and since this is “government property,” that means people can’t smoke within 25 yards of any dwelling. That puts him pretty much out in the street. The A/C is sucking his smoke in from outside. He needs to go down the street before I get ugly and write to Chuck’s boss.
I should not have to suffer because of someone else’s disdain for the rules. My lungs are still scarred and COPD is still a reality, even though it’s controlled by coconut oil capsules.
It’s beginning to upset me and that’s not good for my blood pressure or my heart.
And it’s not just the health issue. It’s the fact that if I want any relief from the heat wave (110° on Wednesday) I need the A/C on. Otherwise, I have to open my door. That’s not good for me or any of my electronics.
I’ll wait to see what Chuck is going to do, but this is not a happy situation for me.