Blue Fog

Today’s topic is a bit more delicate but if you own a greyhound it certainly isn’t news. Our charming and mellow grey companions have a remarkable penchant for producing noxious fumes that can bring you gasping out of a dead sleep. I wish it weren’t so, but it seems to be a skill they all share.

It never fails. Guests have joined you at the dinner table. Naturally, the greyhounds are close by and right on cue, a blue fog drifts across the dining room. You apologize (without breathing) and reach for the window crank.

Or you’re snuggled up with your hounds on the couch. As noted previously, each of ours has their own little blanket. It has nothing to do with the temperature. Suppressing the spread of those gases can make all the difference when you’d really like to stay for the rest of the movie.

If you’re in the car, you’re trapped. I wonder if there are traffic laws covering this circumstance? It can’t be particularly safe to be driving while you’re holding your breath and trying to focus through the tears. Again, you open a window – sometimes all the windows. It’s a more difficult situation in winter months but still, frostbite is temporary while asphyxiation is rather long term.

At our house, I am grateful to have an “early warning system.” Why, without even entering the room I can see whether or not it’s safe to enter …