You know what it probably is? Feces

It's a SLOW, rainy day at work. I haven't had a slow day in about 10 months, so I'm relishing every internet-surfing minute.
This whole week I've had a very interesting problem. I keep smelling poop. Phantom poop. Last week and this week Cujo's been sick and he's crapped yucky, sick dog craps in the house (the house in Columbia, the house in Greer, a relative's house...). I'm very poop concious because of that. Now I'm randomly smelling doodie in places where it does not exist. Not fun.