Saturday, September 6, 2014
Worst night ever
Last night started off okay; I took the dogs for a walk, came home and made Kevin's lunch, watched a bit of tv, woke Kevin up for work and got ready for bed, said goodbye to Kevin, and this is were it went down hill. Since the fence hasn't been installed yet every time the dogs need to go out I have to put them on leashes and walk them around the back yard so they can do their business. I got them all leashed up and took them out for one last potty break before bedtime. I was glad we were out when we were because it look like it was about to pour but the rain hadn't started yet. Both dogs had finished their business and we were heading towards the house to go inside and that's when the rain started. We were about 3/4 the way up the yard when Silas bolted. (Silas always lets me know when there is something he sees and is going to chase but this time there was no warning) Stan took off about.0002 seconds after Silas. Now remember they are on leashes and those leashes are connected to me. Together the dogs weigh at least 160 pounds (more than me) and they were running so fast and pulling so hard I couldn't stop it and somehow ended up tripping and falling and being dragged along on this chase. (Had it been just one dog I probably could have stopped it) At this point I'm on the ground and can finally see what the are chasing, a little white cat. It started to run away but then changed its mind and started running right at us. I was afraid I would be attacked so I started yelling and trying to scramble to get up. Then as this cat is less then a foot from me I can see that it is not a cat and in fact a skunk. I lost it at this point and was screaming no and leave it and really trying to get away. (I lost a shoe in the process) By the time I made it to the back door my mom was coming out to see what was going on and I told her what had happened and she said we were lucky to not have been sprayed. I wanted to check the dogs over and make sure it hadn't bit or scratched them but it was too dark so we took them in the kitchen. Silas took off up stairs so I went to bring him back down. In the 10-20 seconds it took me to get him Stan had started foaming at the mouth so bad it was just pouring out. Its about this time I notice a faint onion type smell that gets stronger and stronger and I realize we have been sprayed. I took the dogs straight to the emergency vet to get Stan looked at and the vet said since they were sprayed in the face they needed to dye their eyes to see if they had been damaged from it. This did not go over well. They were crying and pulling and growling and fighting harder than I have ever seen them fight but we were able to do the test and their eyes are slightly irritated but no damage. Stan's mouth was extremely irritated and the vet said to expect a lot of vomiting from him. They charged me an outrageous amount and gave me a recipe to get rid of the smell. I stopped CVS and bought all the peroxide and baking soda they had and went to Nana's. Poor Nana had agreed to let me bathe them in her shower. (I thought she had the type of sprayer that is connected to a hose and you can take it down but turns out she only has the regular kind) We owe her big time. I used all the peroxide on the dogs so I took a bath in baking soda paste to try and get the smell off me. The house smells horrible! It was after 1 am by the time I had finished the dogs and me. So then at 1 in the morning I was googling ways to take the smell out of the house. Google said open all the windows and turn all the fans in the house on so I did that. Another website said to boil vinegar and put a bowl of vinegar in every room because it should absorb the smell so I did that. When Kevin got home form work the first thing he said was what is that smell and then started gagging. The downstairs smells way worse than the upstairs. He said the bedroom wasn't too bad and then kicked me and the dogs out and said we would have to stay downstairs and sleep on the floor. In my whole life I have only ever seen one other skunk and I have never met anyone who had been sprayed. This weekend is going to suck and I'm probably going to have to shell out $100 dollars to take the dogs to a groomer since I don't have a shower to wash them in. I'm also terrified to take them out in the yard. We are going to need lots of prayers for the smell to fade quickly.
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