This summer I was walking my dog around my neighborhood when I noticed some reddish-brown dried substance on his flanks. I wondered if it was barbecue sauce, because sometimes he gets scraps from the restaurant or whatever. His fur is white so he always gets flecks of barbecue sauce in his fur. The strange thing was, I had not had anything with barbecue sauce for over a week.
I crouched down and touched the substance, and then smelled my hand expecting to smell the tangy smell of barbecue sauce. As I vigorously sniffed my fingers, my eyes met the neighbors as he drove slowly past, staring at me hunched over in the street smelling my fingers.