Last night, Jack and I were lounging on the back porch when his ears rotated front. He was off the porch like a shot. I figured one of the neighborhood cats was wandering around in the bamboo.
Next thing I heard was "chitter-chitter-chitter", and Jack came back into the light with a very comical surprised look on his face and he started pawing at his muzzle.
Well, I recognized that chitter and I thought "Oh, God, please no."
Then it hit me. That nasty rotten lime smell. Jack had rounded on a skunk in my back yard.
Lucky for all involved, save possibly the skunk, it was in the bamboo, so Jack only got a small hit on the side of his face and not a full spray.
As quickly as I could I got Jack in the tub and with a little irish spring and some Suave strawberry scented shampoo we managed to get the smell off of him.
Have you ever tried to wash a dog's face? Nobody in that bathroom was happy about that.
Jack may think twice about chasing black and white cats now.
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