Stinking Skunks...
Last summer Lucy the boxer went flying back around our garage, after something, not unusual. Since it was a holiday, a beautiful evening and we had guests didn't pay much attention. About five minutes later there's a loud thrashing in the brush and out she comes. Lips pulled all the way back, ears back, making a god-awful noise and running to get to me (with her eyes closed). Boom! She runs straight into the side of my pickup--almost knocks herself out! Got up and came running straight for dad who is standing around BSing with my best bud and a beer. Gentlemen, she must have gone straight into the kill zone of the big one. She was absolutely soaked head and shoulders! Looked like she took about a pint of high end nerve agent right in the chops. It's like she was preceded by a cloud of scunion. Everyone scatters, beers flying, wifey and her friend get into the house FAST and lock the door! I try to get away but she's faster than me and I end up tackled by the stinkinest hound in the world. My bud and I (a VERY good bud) ended up spending a couple of hours cleaning her up. The women folk would only open the door long enough to put the skunk kit outside on the porch and then, back inside and locked the door again. They did throw out a couple of beers now and again. I've had dogs hit by skunks before but Lucy got hit so bad she had a bit of odor for six months, had to throw her collar away along with all the towels, my clothes and sandals, the hose and bucket--hell, the lawn smelled for most of a month. Never saw the skunk but he had to be a mutant the size of a pig. Thanks Lucy!
p.s. This is the same dog who got nailed by a 4 foot timber rattler on the other side of the house the year prior (but that's another story).
I really did need a week vacation anyway...
At least the janitors thanked me for the overtime they got....







