The Kiss of Death

Yesterday and today I occasionally get a stench walking in and around my house. At first I thought, "Jeepers, I've got a rotten potato in the bin" or "My sponge is soured" or "When was the last time I washed dirty towels?". But it just dawned on me.............maybe I'm smelling dead chipmunks. Yippee! I hope so. My sister suggested that maybe it was my upper lip. Thanks, Jane. I'm really hoping that the unwrapped Hershey Kiss may have been the kiss of DEATH for some chipmunks. I'll let you know. Don't expect a funeral for Alvin, Theodore, Simon and posse. It will be a real celebration. (Boy, will I be embarrassed if I fine spoiled food somewhere............)