Well, so, for the last few months, when I thought my car smelled like mare pee mixed with poop mud, I blamed it on my boots in the back of my car, or the grubby turn-out blanket that either was or had just been in my car, etc.
But. I realized today that it is not my boots or my turnout blankets. It is my number one go-to pretty blue down jacket, that I wear everywhere: my kids' school and daycare, the supermarket, town hall, people's houses, and the barn (because it's so comfy and it slides nicely over however many layers of riding clothes). It reeks of ancient layers of mare pee, dust, fermenting grain, and poop-mud. Accordingly, I must apologize to the known universe. Sorry about my coat, folks. I guess I am the last to know. :-)