So, I open my eyes this morning and I'm not at my house...this has been a pretty regular happening for the past couple weeks. I look around...the room is way bigger than my tiny bedroom, it's cold and I have a big guy sleeping next to me. But, today he gets up and mumbles something as he heads out to the livingroom. I gather he is letting Angel, his huge Rotweiler, out.
After a half hour of being outside, I hear her bark. It's not a "I want to come in bark"...more like I see something bark. So, off Daddy Cakes goes to let his girl in...she bolts through the door and heads straight for the bedroom, where of course I am. I didn't realize it at first, the air was fine until she whirled around and headed back out....ahhhhg....SKUNK smell!
I retreat to under the covers and she is ousted to the outdoors.
Skunk is the most god-awlful smell ever. I tried to think to myself "mmmm, this smells pretty"...didn't work. It was horrible I'm telling ya! But, then what really stunk was that she rubbed against my new light weight puffy jacket, that I found on sale at the outlet for $29.99....it can't be ruined.
My boss walked past it at work and made me take the whole coatstand outside for the day! It was bad.
I was a little depressed until Mike, a local radio guy, came in to visit...he brought Utah. The most beautiful Shepard I've ever seen...He's a Dutch Shepard.
I thought I was in love with him...until I came home and found these two silly wieners running around my house.
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