Well, if you read my blog from July 18th /12, " A Sad, Sorry 'Tail'" you can probably guess where this one is going......
I have dogs.
I love my dogs.
My dogs are registered show dogs with several titles each.
They have been well trained, even if they are not always obedient...
Love me, love my dogs!
This is the story of two very DUMB dogs, who have no brains, no obedience training, no humans who love them enough to protect them and keep them safe.
Bad humans - bad dogs.
Remember reading those 2 paragraphs before? I remember writing them! Writing them a mere five short weeks ago! Did they learn anything about the error of their ways? I think not!
Tonight I would have to say this...
I have 3 dogs.
I used to love my dogs.
All of them.
Tonight I only love one dog.
Once again, he is the only one who doesn't reek of nasty black and white kitty.
Phoenix is the good boy! We will keep him for a long time.
We do not love the other two dogs.
We do not even like the other two dogs.
They smell really, really, really, REALLY AWFUL!!!
We are not packing their little doggie bags for them.
They do not get the luxury of having a doggie bag this time.
Maybe we will just put the two of them out at the curb each wearing THE CONE OF SHAME!
In their defense, this time they did NOT go out for the kill.....
Arwen was definitely 'tracking' something, but her tail was not in the upright ' cocked, armed, ready to bark and charge' position.
So, Meaganne put Brinx out next since it appeared to be 'safe'.....
Nope safe was not the right word at all.
Brinx got close to the big bird feeder, about twenty-five feet from the deck, and all Meaganne saw was him rearing up and back, heard him yelp, then just as he turned to race back to the safety of the house she saw that nasty, stinking black and white kitty - and smelt it.....
Meaganne said several very bad words - loudly - the kind of words that nice daughters should not say... I was out at the front of the house watering the hanging baskets and I heard those 3 little bad words very clearly. But I was still innocent. I did not know what was wrong. I could not smell anything... YET. I had to go inside the house before I smelt what had happened.
Arwen still had not come up to the house. She was waiting patiently for the black and white kitty to see her so she could share in the spray too. What a nice girl she is, not wanting her younger friend to be the only one to be in BIG TROUBLE!!!
Right now, I don't believe that Arwen thinks being nice was such a great idea after all. She is still penned in the kitchen waiting for her turn in the tub. She doesn't smell nearly as badly as Brinx, so maybe she just got caught by whatever residual spray was still airborne?
Brinx is just now finishing his 30 minutes in the tub, waiting to have the 'de-skunk- solution rinsed off. He definitely took a full hit to the mouth, as well his chest, and one eye. Then, in the process of trying to carefully lather his face, he decided to move suddenly so got a handful of the solution in the other eye. So, with our luck, and Murphy's Law, he will probably need to go the vet, or worse yet (cost wise) to the veterinary opthalmologist too, just to make sure that his eyes don't rot out of his smelly little head!
Once again, they will both be crated overnight in the living room, wet, because don't you know they will both need to be bathed again tomorrow, especially Brinx because he definitely smells the worst.
It is now 2:03 am. Brinx is in his crate. Arwen has just started her de-skunking , so it will be another 30 minutes after she is completely covered with the solution before we can start the rinsing process with her. Then off to her crate she goes.
Once she's put away, we can start the whole process of de-skunking the kitchen - again. Same as the last time.....
To add to the whole NOT AGAIN of this affair -
1. The peroxide and baking soda cost me $20 in the midnight run to the 24 hour grocery store tonight....
2. I am out of my regular dog shampoo which we need for the next bathing session tomorrow, so will have to head out in the morning to buy another jug of that - around the $50 mark.....
AND how do we make this whole experience even better?
3. Well all 3 of them just got their topical flea / heartworm medication one week ago, so that was a waste of about another 60 odd dollars washed right down the drain - literally!
I don't need to take any pictures of them this time. I can just use the same ones from 5 weeks ago..
Once more, here is Phoenix - the very good boy! He does not smell like a skunk!
Here is Arwen. She is very sorry, but says she will do it again. She will chase ANYTHING THAT MOVES! It is her JOB!
Here is Brinx. See his sad little face. He too is very sorry, but says he will never, never, ever leave the safety of the deck again, Not even to chase the squirrels or starlings, or anything. That is Arwen's job.
Sooooooo, the moral of this "TAIL' is that the very same pair of Collies will be curbside shortly because they are never coming inside my house again!