I know. I’m wondering the same thing.
What is up?
I’m posting about my dog… again?
Well, he did it… again.
In all my 42 years, I have never had a run in with a porcupine or a skunk. And now? Well, let’s just say I can cross those off my to-do list.
And I, unwittingly, let him and the skunk funk in the house… right in the middle of our taco dinner.
Jude started gagging immediately.
I don’t think we’ll be having tacos again anytime soon.
Thank goodness Chris is home tonight and was able to run Seamus upstairs for a long, loooong bath.
But he still stinks.
Our entire house stinks.
Bad things like this happen in twos, right?
Please say they do.