
This week’s writing prompt at 3LineTales is the image below.
There was something unusual in the air; Earl could smell it. Even though he had but one nostril to work with (the poor guy was born with a horn growing out of the left one), Earl could detect aromas that the rest of his herd were unaware. This is why they call him the Bovine Olfactory Ombudsman.

Shit. He. Smelled.
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LOL, good one. Although I want to rename his companion the Mustachioed Olfactory Ombudsman, for obvious reasons. 😀
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