Yesterday I had an entirely new and unique fragrance experience of the worst kind. I came home from work, took the dogs for a walk, and when I returned what should I find just standing in the middle of my driveway? A tiny little skunk.
Having never dealt with a skunk up close and personal, I ran to the house, picked up a broom and started swatting at it, thinking I was well away from his zone of lethality. I was wrong. VERY VERY WRONG. I got hit full frontal from head to toe from a good 6 feet away. Fifteen minutes in the shower only marginally improved my condition. Now almost a full day and two vigorous showers later, I think I'm finally skunk-free but I hope that I havent just become desensitized to the smell.
Moral to this story: just leave the little critter alone and hope he leaves as he came unscented.
Having never dealt with a skunk up close and personal, I ran to the house, picked up a broom and started swatting at it, thinking I was well away from his zone of lethality. I was wrong. VERY VERY WRONG. I got hit full frontal from head to toe from a good 6 feet away. Fifteen minutes in the shower only marginally improved my condition. Now almost a full day and two vigorous showers later, I think I'm finally skunk-free but I hope that I havent just become desensitized to the smell.
Moral to this story: just leave the little critter alone and hope he leaves as he came unscented.







I love furry animals.








