The subjectivity of scent
My favorite spring scent is hyacinth. Can't get enough of it. I have a pot of lovely dark purple ones right now which are joyfully perfuming the kitchen. Or so I thought...
Me: Doesn't it smell nice in here?
DH: It smells like dog sh*t.
Me: What are you talking about?! The dogs didn't sh*t in here.
DH: [indignantly] Yes they did. It stinks.
Me: Maybe you're smelling the flowers.
DH: No I'm not. Its the dogs.
Me: I think it's the flowers. Smell them.
DH: No its not.
Me: Smell them.
DH: [nose in hyacinths] Humph...