I wake up to the sense of sorrow.
Running down the stairs I find my sister watching sad documentary.
I then resume my normal morning until I realize what an extraordinary event just occurred.
I was capable of smelling sadness.

I keep going along with my day.
Walking through the yard I accumulate so many new smells and emotions.
How is this possible, did I wake up with an extra sense? I noticed a creature near me. 
Then my dog appeared next to me.

I followed her around.
It was then that I knew my dog and I had the same smell.
We noticed when people passed by, when people were happy or sad, when people were lying.
I then fell asleep never having that smell again.