Sarge & the Skunk

Well, tonight it's a miracle that I am at least not missing at least one dog. Sarge (GRRR!!) after spending over 2 hours barking at gosh only knows what decided to find himself a skunk to go after. At this moment, I am still wondering why I let him live. He has been sprayed with "Skunk Out" (twice!) & bathed three times. He still stinks!!! He just got up to have a drink of water (I'm sure his whole system is still digesting skunk spray) & I could smell his breath still reeking of skunk!! I'm sure my mother is looking down on this latest fiasco & is just chuckling if not howling with laughter. I'm not feeling very kindly towards her at this moment since she is the reason I have this little monster living with me. Long story. Greg hopes I am learning a lesson & will not want to own another dog for as long as he lives. I do love them (even Stinky--I mean Sarge). They are my little & not-so-little buddies. I usually enjoy their company--tonight was not quite as enjoyable. I'm still looking at my gun & wondering why I didn't shoot first & ask questions later. The evidence could have been buried, but the fumes would have probably started a forest fire!UGH!!