Stench

All it takes is a moment of distraction,
The cat ran by, I thought the dog chased it.
She never stops when I tell her,
Or all this could have been avoided.
But, no, it was bound to happen this way.
And there I stood, not sure what went on.
Until I saw the black and white,
Cartoony striped animal march across the yard.
It was in no hurry, tail held high and fluffed
To an enormous size.
And then the stench hit, and
Mercifully burnt my nose out right away.
Not so for the poor dog,
Trying so hard to scrape it off her face.
Poor dog.
Poor me.