Tree Sniffer Mugs

'Yes, I do have to sniff every tree. That's how we keep score.'

"Hmmm... low ash content. Smells like someone switched to canola oil... wait, is that tripe I smell?"

'What do you mean I don't take time to smell the flowers?'

"Let me know if you smell any large-mouth bass."

"My client was across town at the time of the murder, as a quick sniff of Exhibit A will demonstrate."

"They're worse than carpenter ants. We have hacker ants."

"Boy, the Reverend sure has your number."

"Hi, I'm Miranda: I like sniffing bums, rolling about in dead things and chasing tennis balls. . ."

'He's a sniffer dog-trained to sniff out dope.'

He's a terrible climber, but he's pretty good with tools.

Canadian wildfires

Fighting the Yellow Fever Mosquito

Man standing at a railway station.

"It's nice to stop and smell the roses, but with your allergies, keep going and Google them."

"Gracie, I'm proud of you for reading the newspaper."

"Great neighborhood. You're only minutes away from a yoga studio."

Manna from heaven puts the olfactory talents of Israel's dogs to the test.'

"T-That's not a palm tree"

The wobbly, discolored rings are election years.

Goldie, go fetch the skunk I just shot!

You've developed a seasonal allergy. Go get this prescription filled and DO NOT stop to smell the flowers!

"I don't tell you how to do your job—don't tell me how to do mine!"

Another dramatic moment ruined by seasonal allergies.

'What do you mean you don't like to chase cars? how can you resist the noise, the danger, the smell of exhaust fumes?'

He doesn't believe we're making any money unless plant five is polluting the atmosphere.

'I hate it when the pollen count's high!'

"Thank god it's Friday."

Genealogy convention

'Arrest that man, officer. His clothes simply reek of cigarette smoke.'

"Have you ever thought about getting an e-reader?"

'Since I'm not old enough to smoke, I thought I'd stand here and inhale. I read that the effects of slash burns are as harmful as cigarettes.'

'I think I know how the robbers got in. Someone forgot to lock the doggy door.'

Men and women racing to get to work, while a tramp stands in the middle, contentedly smelling a flower.