Sense of Smell

As is the morning routine, I let out our two dogs,  a German Shepherd and Lapoo (think really cute dust mop). They have their normal potty spots and usually run right to them, but not today.  Cara's nose hit the ground, her entire back fur went up and she instantly traced the scent to a spot in the yard.  Sam was right on her heels, fast as his little legs could take him.  But then our cat, Mittens, AKA Black Widow, was also acting strange.  She was not acting like it was her own fresh kill in the yard, something had her riled, too.  Needless to say, my sense of smell didn't pick up a single thing, for which I am thankful!  Ugggg...

But what struck me was their innate ability to pick up a scent of something, Cara obviously interpreted it as danger and fearlessly track it down.   Sam instantly followed.  Mittens...being a cat...took the leery approach, eyes wide, looking, yet searching for cover.  Is not that us also?  While we may not physically smell danger, we sense it.  As individuals, as friends, as parents, as caretakers.  There is something within us that deeply desires for all the world to be "right."  When our sense of danger is triggered, we instantly go into protective mode. 

I wonder today, what is is setting off your "sense of smell?"  What are you tracking down to make right?  What are you protecting your loved ones from?  What are you highly sensitive to?  We long for the world to be made right again.  What wrong are you fearlessly fighting against?