Sunday, August 7, 2016

life::an outtake.

The dogs ran into our neighbor's backyard last night after dark, and I had smelled a faint whiff of what I presumed to be marijuana from an unknown nearby neighbor. As it turns out, said "neighbor" is actually Kirkwood's new backyard "friend," Mr. Skunk. Unfortunately, the feelings weren't mutual. At all. 

Instead, at 10:30 PM, I was googling "How to deskunk your dog." There was no mistaking what had occurred when he walked into our house last night. Fabreeze and homemade remedies and baths and cologne and opened windows (the front of the house - not the back.) and all the smells were happening in our bedroom last night. 

A wild and crazy Saturday night...

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