I’m thinking that the skunklets may deserve death after all.
We had our entire house recarpeted on Monday. Our dogs stayed at my parents’ house in Edmond for a few days while we moved furniture around and had the carpet put in. Last night Jared and I went to Edmond to pick up our dogs (who were THRILLED to see us, by the way). Once we got them home, we were concerned about them “marking their territory” on the new carpet because the guy who installed our carpet said that even the best trained dogs usually do pee on new carpet as soon as it’s put in. Our little dogs were so good and have not peed on the new carpet yet as far as we can tell.
An hour after we brought the dogs home last night we were laying in bed about to go to sleep (with the door closed and the dogs in the living room), when we noticed a terrible smell. We went out to investigate and immediately discovered that Pinto got skunked AGAIN… then came inside and walked around and rubbed himself on the brand new carpet.
Poor Pinto and Elmer had to be subjected once again to the discomfort of a peroxide and baking soda bath. The dogs don’t smell like skunk anymore, but our new carpet still does. I sprayed febreeze on it, but I’m sure it will be a few days before the smell fades entirely away.
Happy frolicking or not, I’m thinking that two spraying incidents in a year is two too many. I am now almost mentally prepared for an all out skunk massacre, babies and all.
