Lady Jennifer of Lochaber  

Yes, here I sit...I'm thinking a lot about things and well...It is so true about Murphy's Law. For instance everything bad happens all at once like a radar system has been installed and it detects even the slightest hint of bad things starting up. The radar system sends the signal out "yo yo check it! Go here ------>" Then like the worst college party ever it all converges as seagulls would. The joke about being like sea gulls? SEA GULLS: We fly in unannounced, Eat all the food up, shit all over the place, then fly away. There. Now you know when anyone says they are like sea gulls what they are talking about. I won't even begin to start on the boyfriend/girlfriend, Fiance', or spousal rhetoric...I mean shit do you realize how long that would take not to mention the amount of typing space it would take up?

Now dumb animal stuff...there's something I could do an entire show on as well as people who just get a hold of you at the wrong times...like last night all the above mentioned topics...like just now I lost my train of rambling due to someone needing me to edit and proof-read their work. Ok, so anyway like all of the above mentioned topics happened at the same time (it's my radar theory) and I was already pissed off due to the error refresh page hitting every minute during a radio show. I kept my cool pretty well actually. That's all I'll say there because I'm running out of typing space.

Now back to the animals. I have a squirrel that I named Boner...He's doing somewhat ok. Strange but ok.

My one dog decided to take it upon herself to drag a skunk to my door...talk about smell and racket. The dog is all happy and the skunk is like flailing around and spraying everything in sight; which included my door and around the area. I now not only had dog to de-skunk, but also my door and part of the residence...and to try to rescue a damn skunk; hoping it doesn't spray me in the process. I grabbed a blanket to shield me while wearing a clothespin on my nose from the stench. I tried to get the dog to drop it but when my dog has something she doesn't like to let go of her new toy. So time for the garden hose. She dropped it then but the skunk was deceased by that time. So now I have a wet dog smelling like skunk spray, the other dog jumps in and tries to pick the carcass up and claim it as her prize which in turn begins a battle between my dogs. Garden hoses work miracles I tell ya. I managed to get one dog tied to the post and then managed to get the other dog tied to the tree. Now I could clean the smelly carcass up. No matter how much you clean up that skunk smell lingers. The vet told me a wonderful little trick which does work even though it is embarrassing-"use massengil douches or one of the off brand name douches." You have got to be joking...that is just as bad as when I was told to go buy a bunch of tubes of K-Y jelly for the goat. I'll just give a quick explaination on the goat... My neighbor's goat was giving birth and the baby was stuck inside. They needed the lubrication to reach inside, turn the baby, and then help deliver...so just like the douche incident...I was volunteered for the K-Y as well...That one...let me tell you I really need to not try to explain myself because I always put my foot in my mouth. I should have just said "Hey, I'm gonna have lots of sex *big smile*"...anyway, back on topic...

So I made the trip out to the store...to pick up a case of vinegar and water douches...yes you are reading correctly...douches; vinegar and water. So here I am buying a case of douches to clean my dogs up...everyone is staring like you got some "ahem" feminine hygiene problem...so I pipe up and make it worse by saying "it's for my dogs." So now they are really looking oddly at me. So I promptly try to explain further why I'm buying douches for my dogs...it's not coming out right apparently because then they look oddly and try stifling laughs. "I mean my dogs aren't going to "use" them I'm gonna use it on them...uh...not literally "use" it on them....erm...I need to wash them off with the stuff...uh...I mean use the stuff like shampoo...they got a hold of a skunk...ok...I'm just gonna stop talking now..." After I mentioned the skunk issue then they got the idea and said "Oooooh." They wanted to try to explain what they thought but having one person who didn't quite talk right was enough. It's called next time just look at everyone and say..."wow...I reeeeeally love this brand and wanted to make sure I had enough just  in case the store runs out." Or, just not say anything at all and let them think...It's not like it's against the law to buy a case of douches...Then going back home and trying to douche-bathe dogs...oh joy...I'll leave the rest of the post for now but yah my dogs slept outside last night. One positive about the douche bathing...it made their coats nice n shiny...even if they do smell like vinegar and water mixed with dog smell...

12:20 a.m.Friday
...Now, to add to the mess mentioned and mess not mentioned...Boner just died...just as I mentioned else where, this is unfortunately what rehabilitators have to deal with on a regular basis. For no reason at all, the animal can be going along just fine and seem like it's getting better...and then whamo! It just passes on. I was told I did everything I could and there was nothing more anyone could do but, in the end, it still wasn't successful. Wildlife rehabilitation is extremely emotionally taxing. There are ups and downs in everything which is why people do what they do. If it was all bad they wouldn't put themselves into the position. Anyway, I'm going to take a break for now and.....well....yah...


These are the culprits of the "skunk-capade" The kitty is just an innocent bystander...*kitty is looking around the room acting innocent*

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