Sitting watching the Rams' game in her morning workout clothes, Eloise noticed a pungent smell emanating through the room. "Geeesh... I need to take a shower after this game," she thought.
Feeling fresh after the win and a shower, she sat down to watch the news. "Is Trump for real?" she asked herself as the smell seemed even more foul. Was it the television? Well, that's ridiculous. Was it the chair (still soaked with her sweat? No.
She ventured toward the organic recycling in the kitchen. Even the organics were sweet compared to the putrid scent that filled the room. It seemed concentrated near the door. That was it...
When she opened the door to the deck, she realized the source of the pungent odor.
Now what?
Who could she possible contact?

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SKUNK on the back porch?