My dear readers…
Let’s lighten things up a bit with another ‘Furry Friends Anecdote’! Sure enough, once again, my dear Scooby is the culprit in this foul tale.
As you know from my previous anecdote, my dogs roam freely through the countryside of Leakey (more often than not, getting into trouble). You can imagine we are not the only inhabitants in the area and my dogs are not the only furry friends. There are often deer, squirrels, birds, the occasional jackrabbit, and the even more occasional bobcat. Once my dogs spot another furry friend, they DON’T know when to back down.
Well, my friends, on this particular day, my dad and I caught a glimpse of a creature we hadn’t yet seen in the area, a skunk. The both of us being animal lovers, we (naturally) were admiring the skunk and how cute it was! With its elegant yin and yang colors and an extravagant bushy tail, this little critter was enjoying some water from our fountain.
As we stood at the window gawking at its beauty (knowing we were safe from an attack), that ‘oh shit...’ moment finally struck… ”Dad, the dogs are outside!!”. Talk about echando mal de ojo! (this is essentially the Spanish version of jinxing someone). Of course, my immediate fear was that Shaggy would get sprayed (my husky) and the nightmare that would ensue attempting to rid his luscious locks of the horrendous odor.
The evening went on with no disruptions and I soon forgot all about it. As my dad and I continued our movie, I could swear I heard a thud…and another one, the thud growing louder and closer. We got up to investigate and it was little old Scooby, stumbling up the back stairs, crashing into the railing posts on his way up, and finally, crashing right into the door. Still not thinking much of it, I let him in.
Oh my word!! Instantly, and with immense potency, the house was overtaken with that horrendous fresh skunk smell, Pepe Le Pew fought back. Panic ensued, poor Scooby couldn’t open his eyes, he had been sprayed directly in the face (no wonder he was stumbling up the stairs). My dad and I sprung into action immediately doctoring up a solution to bathe him and rid him of the odor (good luck), and while our solution was mostly successful, it took 4 weeks to get the smell off his snout, talk about NO kisses for a month.
Trust me when I say, we are no longer enthusiastic about seeing skunks on the property…
Helpful tip: 1 bucket of water, 1 bottle of hydrogen peroxide, ½ cup of baking soda, a few pumps of dish soap, and about 8 drops of lemon essential oil. F*** tomato juice ya’ll, this is what you need!
To my readers with dogs...
Yours truly, AA
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