Well, everyone has a tale of a dog that got sprayed by a skunk. Here’s my tale. Ugh.
I was in the mountains scouting for grouse (OK, Mike drove me there and it was his idea). I had found several grouse as I wandered about and sniffed out the territory. This was a great spot, and grouse were everywhere. I was walking through brush when I smelled a new and curious smell. I immediately went to investigate, and as I stuck my head into a tangle of dense tree roots and brush limbs — a smelly creature took action. Wow, the smell was horrendous. I had been sprayed by a skunk. Ugh!
Mike at this point was clueless and only thought he smelled the faint whiff of a skunk. Only when we started getting into the truck did he realize I was now that source of skunk. OK, I smelled like one, har har! There was also snow on the ground, and more flakes were falling, when he suddenly stopped and put me in an icy creek and began washing and scrubbing. Wow, now I was cold — and I smelled. To make matters worse, all the way home I had to endure smelly skunk jokes. The bullying was endless.
At home I had a long hot shower (much improved over that cold creek bath) with several soaps, and then toweling and drying. I’m glad that shower happened, because now the skunk smell was also finally starting to annoy me. My period of being a skunk by-product was drawing to an end. The great news is that now I know what a skunk smells like — and they are to be avoided.
I would like to write “the end” but — a by-product of skunk spray is that when the weather turns damp, like on a rainy day, the unmistaken skunk smell returns. Yes, its faint but it’s there. And like falling rain, the skunk jokes from Mike and his friends pour out. The jokes are in poor taste, or, rather, they simply stink, har har! – Cameron
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