What was supposed to be a fabulous weekend is turning miserable. It started on Wednesday.
Wednesday was my late mom’s birthday. I woke up for work and as I got out of bed I looked out into the backyard. I do this every morning, hoping to catch a glimpse of a deer or coyote. I immediately saw an animal scurrying across the back of the yard. It was too small to be a coyote or fox–so I guessed it was a possum or skunk.
Not even thinking twice, I went into the kitchen and let Jules out. He was back in record time rubbing his face in the snow and then I immediately smelled it. He got sprayed!
I quickly made a batch of homemade skunk off and wiped down his face. I didn’t have time to do anything else, however, and just thought I’d deal with it when I got home. A little later in the morning, I started getting messages from my family (who were all sleeping when this went down).
By this time, I was CRACKING up! Like, seriously, it’s a little skunk smell– get over it. I had an early morning meeting with colleagues and after we all sat down I asked them if they smelled skunk. A few of them said yes. I told them it was me and what happened. The ones who had dogs that had been skunked offered me some advice and it was all ok. My boys, on the other hand, were falling apart. I thought it was my mom, making me laugh on her birthday and playing a joke. But now, it’s escalated and I’m not so sure.
I did some major cleaning and bathing of the dog when I got home on Wednesday. I thought by Wednesday night, it was barely noticeable.
Hubby complained ALL night Wednesday.
And he complained ALL night Thursday.
By Friday it was making him nuts. He took 1/2 day off work and had Stanley Steamer come out and clean the carpet. While home he washed all of the coats (they seemed to be the most stinky, not sure why) and the curtains. He refused to let the dog sleep with us and I let him in the bed in the middle of the night so now hubby has been sleeping downstairs since 4am. I’ll also add, that he was so incredibly crabby last night about the smell, he is absolutely ruining my weekend so far. He’s usually not crabby, so I have a hard time dealing with it when he is.
Now it’s 7am and I feel pretty sad. I hope today isn’t another crabby day. If it is, then I might as well pack up and go to my BFFs for the weekend. I promised her I would come up soon and last week was her birthday. And, sadly enough, I’m smelling skunk more this morning than I did the past 2 days. I think from the carpet being wet– I told him we should wait a bit before getting it cleaned.
Hoping for a fun Saturday with happy people <3