SKUNKS 3: Hey, it was the new girl!

So this story is going to start with a couple of surprises:

  1. We were in Michigan at my grandparents house
  2. Sammy was involved
  3. A skunk was also involved
  4. I make a cameo appearance

Between the end of Part 2 and Part 3 a couple years passed…as did Banshee – at least I assumed she passed her exams since she headed off to college leaving Sammy behind but creating a spot for me in the pack.  I would really have liked to have met her even though I am not particularly fond of other female dogs – but family is obviously different.  I keep hoping she invites me up to her school for a weekend trip.  My Dad told me how when he was a kid he would go visit his sisters at their colleges – the first classes at that level he ever attended.  I figure I could really learn some great new things if I got to go to a couple of classes.  Did I ever mention that Sammy and Banshee got to go to puppy classes when they first joined the pack – which is no doubt why they have such impeccable manners – but they never took me?   I did go to some “socialization” events at the pet store but there were some real freaks attending those things. For example:

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However, there were some pretty interesting games we got to play like ring-around-the-rosie (group and duet style):

But there were some creeps there too – coming on a bit strong for my liking:

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Without Sammy there, I would retreat to my comfort zone:

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Once again I seem to have gotten off track.  So many thoughts flying through my head that it is hard sometimes to stay on task.

So, with no further ado (probably), I will get on to Part 3 of SKUNKS!

On this occasion, as I think I have already mentioned, we were back in Ann Arbor.  And as mentioned in previous episodes, my parents pack the Nature’s Miracle skunk stank (affectionately known as skunk-off) solution where ever we go.  They also learned that once they noticed the possibility of a skunking to get the pups straight in the basement so no lingering odors get ground into the carpeting in the family room (the basement by the way is tiled so this isn’t an issue down there).  So while sitting around one evening they were talking non-stop ignoring our attempts to clue them into the fact that it was well past the time for our evening walk (btw – Sammy is making the same plea right now as I am trying to focus on my dictation!).  Instead of listening to us they just opened the back door for us to take care of our business outside in the backyard.

Much to their chagrin, their conversation came to an abrupt end when that familiar odor wafted through the door.  Leaping into action, our parents corralled both Sammy and I and got us into the basement ASAP.  The gate was closed at the top of the stairs so we could not retreat upstairs – no spreading the stink.

-PAUSE in my narration…Sammy won and we are off for our walk –

-Back now…Sammy is much happier now that he is empty-er.

Once they had us in the basement they broke out the rags and Skunk-Off and started by dosing Sammy around the neck and chest.  I sat on the side curious as to what was going on.  Sammy took exception to this pretty much from the get go.  My parents kept sniffing around trying to locate the exact location of the spray around Sammy’s face.  Each time the wet rag started working on his fur, Sammy would roll his eyes and make a pleading sound – a kind of “why me” defense.  After a thorough once over of Sammy, my parents turned their attention to me.  It was at this point they realized that there was much stronger, more concentrated skunk smell around my chest and collar.  As they increased their exploration of my coat, they heard a faint noise of water being sprayed.  I of course knew instantly what that noise was even with my ears down and tail between my legs as they worked the cold cleaning fluid into my fur.

I should say at this point that since I was still new to the family and it was one of my first visits to Ann Arbor, my parents had me sleep in a soft sided crate that they assembled right outside their room.  Sammy had free reign of the basement during the night and even had the option of sleeping on the bed with them.  He is such a control freak though and is always on guard that he tends not to sleep in their bed – which is fine by me since now that I am trusted in Ann Arbor I get a good half of the bed to myself (shhhh… don’t tell my Grandmother!  I am not allowed on the bed…).

The fact that I had a crate set up for me in the basement is key to this story since the source of the noise was in fact Sammy lifting his leg and peeing on my bed; what good aim he has – killed the bed and inside of the crate, with not a drop outside the crate.  When my parents realize this they started yelling at him while still dousing me with de-skunker potion.  He just glared at them with a look of: “you get it now!  IT WAS NOT ME.”

In short, my cameo appearance in this story really ended up stealing the show so to speak as it was I who was the recipient of the skunks wrath and Sammy was the guiltless spectator of the skunking who was tortured by an inattentive set of parents.  His statement was eventually recognized for what it was…an imploration of innocence.

Mo-Tor

P.S.  To help you understand the future SKUNKS 4, you need to understand THE PLAN that developed throughout these episodes:s

  1. After SKUNKS 1
    • The Plan:  do not let the skunked dog rub their face on couches or rugs
  2. After SKUNKS 2
    • The adjusted Plan:  bring them to the basement fast (not on the carpet, not near the furniture), and get Nature’s Miracle on them fast.
  3. After SKUNKS 3
    • The revised adjusted Plan: do not bring the skunked dog in the house.  Have 1 person go outside with dog.  Close all doors.  Throw the following outside: paper towels, Nature’s Miracle Skunk-off, 2 plastic bags, and a robe.
      1. person outside to wipe down dog with skunk-off and paper towels.
      2. Throw all towels in 1 plastic bag and tie bag shut.
      3. Take off clothes and place in the other plastic bag; tie, and do not open until the bag is in a washing machine.
      4. Put on robe and proceed to a shower once step 5 is complete.
      5. Knock on the door and insist it is okay to come inside.

 

 

 

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2 thoughts on “SKUNKS 3: Hey, it was the new girl!

  1. oh good grief!
    LOLOL!!!!
    except for the throwing up part of the stories… that was a little scary and sad…

    does grandma pretend not to be home now when you are coming to visit? LOLOL!

    and the skunk parents eating in the restaurant and shopping at walgreens…
    that’s the stuff of reality tv!

    just think.
    this skunk thing could go viral nationally!!!
    BLUE BOO instead of HONEY BOBO OR BOO BOO or whoever those weirdos were!
    you think there are strange ones in your doggy class?
    OH MY!
    XOXO♥

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