We’ve been able to crack the bedroom window for some fresh air overnight the past two nights. So glad that Spring is arriving. This morning, however, I awoke to the not-so-sweet smell of skunk. Probably Jean’s, that she was so excited to have seen on her drive to work yesterday morning. Anyway, that’s why I’m up at 5:30 AM, and Ma is doing away with me in her dreams — for closing the window and making her less comfortable. Now Cali wants out again. Hope she doesn’t get sprayed.
We had just come home from a spur of the moment breakfast at Julian’s with Jean, Bob & Dan, opened the patio door to let Cali out — and were staggered by the strong odor of skunk.
Cali stayed inside.
Shortly after, Larry was mowing the lawn when the neighbor two doors down told us that his dog had just been sprayed by a skunk and his wife was on her way to the store for shampoo and tomato juice.
Cali’s not at the top of her game anymore, and PROBABLY wouldn’t have noticed an intruder in her yard, but still…it felt like a close call.
