Close Encounters
of the
Stinky Kind
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I'd know that bark anywhere. After dinner the "guys", who are really girls, went outside. Within minutes I heard my smallest little girl raising an awful ruckus.
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Oh oh, says I. Sounds like stray cat or skunk.
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Arming myself with my huge industrial size flashlight I head out and, lo and behold, Elle has a skunk cornered in the yard. A BIG skunk. I never saw it's face as the "business end" was pointed at my dear little girl.
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With a mother's courage I swooped in and grabbed my crazed doggie by her halter only a few feet from the possibility of a dousing with eau de skunk. As I raced back to the door sniffing her for the possibility of a direct hit, I was instead greeted with the sweet smell of my little girl.
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Thank you, God!
5 comments:
oh my goodness... I think of my little dog Lucky in this situation and I just cringe.. glad your pooch is doing fine:)
When I was a boy, we had a dog who took up the bad habit of fighting with porcupines. Not pleasant -- either for the dog or for us, as we got into a rut of regularly taking the dog in for quill removal.
The joys of having animals in any area that is close to nature!
Ah yes - the porcupine. When I worked for a local vet the same big, happy, and stupid dogs came back over and over. Sometimes they had as many as 100 or more quills. Gets pretty spendy forthe owners.
Tracy - Elle is fine but Mom was a wreck. One night last summer they both got sprayed during a 3am potty run. My older dog ran in and wiped herself off on our blanket. So there we were at 3am washing the blanket, sheets, and the dogs.... Bleh!
Lucky!!! [Brave you!!!]
I don't recall ever seeing a skunk in Toledo.
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