Skunk

My poor fur-child.  A few weeks ago I was awaken by a terrible smell of skunk.  My husband had let my dog out around 4:45 on Sunday morning to do his business and I was still a sleep.  I woke up to that smell and jumped out of bed.  I ran to the living room and asked my husband where is Joey?  He said that he was in the kitchen and wanted to know why I was up so early.  I told him I smelled a skunk and it was close.  I called Joey and he came out of the kitchen.  I bent down and took a smell and oh my he smelled to high heaven from skunk.  So, at 5am I am up giving him a bath.  I never new how bad skunk smelled until that morning.  It made me so sick I thought for a few times I was going to loose it.  The skunk spray isn't just a spray it is oil based spray.  It soaks into what ever it is sprayed on.  The smell was so heavy with oil.

Now, I get up every morning and check outside before I let him out.  This morning the smell was strong so, I went outside and checked before I let him out.  Couldn't find the skunk but I know he was close.  Bought a bottle of skunk off just in case it happens again.  You know living in the country you never know what you will find out your back door.  The funny think is Joey didn't seem to care that he had been sprayed.  It didn't seem to bother him at all.  It like to have put me under.  Love to all and have a great week.

Joey Bean

My Joey Bean....he is my little protector.  We live out in the country and we have many animal visitors.  Joey is a very friendly dog toward other animals.  He is 9 years old.  My fur-child, what can I say.  I have had him since he was 8 weeks old.  He is one fine little dog.  I pray God's favor over him and I hope to have him for a very long time.  Hope you have a fur-child too.

My Joey Bean

 

Funny Things

You know, sometimes it just a plain day here in my backyard....But, something interesting did happen a few days ago....There was a donkey with no pasture in my backyard. I wasn't my donkey. I went out to see if I could get it to leave and I did the topical things...tried to get it to leave on it's own, stomped my feet and yelled at it, threw a few rocks at it. It did decide to leave. But, before it left it did leave me a big pile of poop in the yard and turned and looked at me as if to say, ok there you go....it's your you keep it. Waiting to see if he comes back.