Packing for a long-awaited beach retreat with three friends....
But first a bath for Luci in hydrogen peroxide, Dawn and baking soda. Aunt Jannie gave me the recipe.
Last night she did her usual confident run-and-growl to a spot under Jan's bedroom window, acting like she's way bigger and stronger than she actually is. She does this every night after dark while I stand vigil in the doorway. She always returns empty handed, looking a little disappointed.
Last night was different. Since the light outside the door is burned out, I was unable to see the scuffle or whatever, but I didn't need to see. The strong scent of skunk told me the story.
Poor Luci. She fastidiously grooms herself and she rolled in the dirt for a while trying to get rid of the smell. When she came in, ears back, she looked embarrassed and refused to go out again for her usual middle of the night foray into the forest.
That's life, Luci. This, too, shall pass. You'll be all ready for your three-day visit to Camp Jannie, just as soon as we get this smell off in the kitchen sink.
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