The mystery of the smell

Again I am blogging when I should be doing other things.....


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This is a jasmine tree. It grows in our backyard. Jasmine is a common flower among the Indian race. It is use for many things from hair accessory to religious offerings. This small flower got one thing in common with the Father of all fruits, the durian - they both smell. You either hate it or you love it. There is no in between.
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If you think my general knowledge is so good that I can tell this is a jasmine tree on sight, you are wrong.

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We set up Barnyard more than a year ago. For certain periods of time throughout the year, the kitchen area stink of ammonia - urine smell. Sometimes the smell drifted to the living room and sometimes my room also smell of it. Both my room and the kitchen window open to the backyard. I thought it was the trash. I diligently took the trash out frequently. Moo thought someone urinate at the void deck below and ask me not to open our room window so big. Mr and Mrs Chicken thought a stray cat come in and urinate in our house. How can a cat be so limber as to climb 5 storeys into our house..... not to mention why it want to climb into our house when it could have urinate anywhere downstairs. BUT WE WERE SOOOO WRONG.....

One day, Mr Chicken ask me to look out our back window. He pointed out the tree and said that it is a jasmine tree.

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Orh...........

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Case solved.