who woulda thunk?

dozen years younger
than much oldest sibling
Ems was more profoundly
moved by far, all sensations
that included fingertips or ears
—I humblebrag regards borderline
near cello prodigy—oy eyes, to point
as little girl might scream about “scary
bushes” but girl’s most ?too-developed input
seemingly derived from what’s such a delicate
nosey which often led her to exclaim, Mell Mell!!
whenever got overwhelmed, from to us normal odors
with culmination situations where one of our dear mutts
we truly lovingly called Phoebe the Scamp, could then begin
making friends with nocturnal creatures mistook animal to be kin
only to get shocked up close plus very personal actually not related
so they instinctively skunked dog eventually came home tail between legs:
Gerry learned only even partial remedy worked is dunk pet in tub tomato juice.
However above simply serves as your unsubtle deus ex machina sets-up reference
now to back-in-my-day terrible quality non-hot-humid equatorial conditions outdoor
self-grow-ops produced obnoxious pungent super-loud sour pot smoke smelled just like
foul liquid, cat-sized weasel fam mammal (ain’t benign cousin cartoon character Flower of
Bambi Disney fame), doing its skanky business squirted from anal glands on apparent attackers.