When I say skunk, you may already know what I mean.

He isn’t too well for the past couple of days, and he didn’t do his number two since yesterday.

For the past 3 hours, he has been a little skunky, producing highly odoriferous farts, marking his presence in every corner, and right under my nose.  Phhooooiii!! When asked if he needed to poo-poo, he said no.

So so lucky for me, he didn’t wait much longer when he let out the last one for the night, and took my hand, lead me to the toilet. Oh yes, thank goodness.