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Monday, January 7, 2013

Behold Skunk Street, leading directly to our garage, where Murphy-the-dog seeks revenge and we humans are scared.
Short trip down memory lane coming: Last Thanksgiving we were at my mother-in-law's. "We" included both Chicago Murphy and California Murphy. (Yep, both dogs have the same name. That's another story).
Anyway, while there, both Murphies got full frontal blasted by a skunk. Gag, seriously. It was awful. For weeks. Despite 5 doggie baths including one by pros. Horrid.
So "we", aka Mary Jo and I, learned our lesson. You'd think the Cali-Murphster would have too. Not a chance. He still wants a piece of that S.O.B. or its relatives. And apparently, skunks will seek refuge in a (snow) storm, even when it's our garage patrolled by a mixed terrier that shows no fear. Or common sense.

TTUT when I will be posting from California!!

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