I had to sit in a meeting this morning with our staff, a couple of people from our NYC office and a couple of clients. As I sat there, I noticed that the people on either side of me - and the people across the conference table from me - and everyone in the room - were subtly sniffing the air. I realized that they were inhaling my perfume of the day - Eau d'Kopertox (main ingredient: copper sulfate). Honestly, I HAD taken a shower AND scrubbed my hands with pumice soap after applying Linden's morning coating.
And, if that was not bad enough, in the middle of the meeting there was the distinct (but slight subdued) baaing of sheep. Basso sheep, baritone sheep, alto sheep. I had forgotten to turn off my cell phone. I just looked around like everyone else.
My boss gave me the hairy eyeball, then tried not to laugh out loud. There was a lot of muffled snorting from my crew.
Speaking of copper sulfate...
Yesterday morning, my DS, Melanie, gamely showed up to help me apply Linden's initial coating of Kopertox. This involved rassling the woolly, fat eel into submission and holding him down, while I trimmed his hoof some more, cleaned it up and painted on a liberal coating of Kopertox. It was not clear after the fact if Linden or I received most of the application. All I know is, he got enough. This morning's go-around was slightly easier, as all I had to do was to get my hand around the affected appendage and paint madly, as he did a fast retreat.
And while I was at it, this weekend, I also wormed the three goatie girls. Another toss up as to who got most of the Safeguard. I think it was a tie. They have tiny, tiny little mouths that emit some of the most spectacularly piercing sounds I have ever heard. Except for Pickles, that is.