I was laying in the living room tonight half asleep when I heard my wife screaming bloody murder in the back yard.
We have four dogs, three dachshunds and a lab. One Doxie(Bella, the tan one) and the Lab (Boomer) go out the door in full on squirrel attack mode every single time they're let outside. They have route they run together full speed barking full blast at least twice a day when they're let out. They go out the door past the tree to the back of the yard around the shed and back. Every now and again there's a squirrel out there that they get to chase up a tree but who knew that all this time they were training for full fledged combat action.
As soon as I heard my wife I was thinking raccoon because she was screaming like something was murdering Bella (her favorite). Low and behold I run outside to Boomer and Bella murdering a Skunk, taking turns getting sprayed in the face but still trying to grab onto the thing. The best part was the two other dachshunds just sitting there watching the whole thing go down from a distance. They were just sitting there looking at us and the other dogs while were all screaming for them to leave the skunk alone like "you believe these morons?"
Well the skunk finally escaped under the shed and the dogs returned to the house foaming at the mouth from the spray. We luckily had a few bottles of nature's miracle skunk remover (yes this has happened before) and were able to get the dogs washed up right away. Regardless, my entire house smells like Skunk ass. Ahh dogs....gotta lov'em
Obligatory pics
And the scene of the crime with the tree and shed in question and a little LFD LGD Americano and an Oatmeal stout.
We have four dogs, three dachshunds and a lab. One Doxie(Bella, the tan one) and the Lab (Boomer) go out the door in full on squirrel attack mode every single time they're let outside. They have route they run together full speed barking full blast at least twice a day when they're let out. They go out the door past the tree to the back of the yard around the shed and back. Every now and again there's a squirrel out there that they get to chase up a tree but who knew that all this time they were training for full fledged combat action.
As soon as I heard my wife I was thinking raccoon because she was screaming like something was murdering Bella (her favorite). Low and behold I run outside to Boomer and Bella murdering a Skunk, taking turns getting sprayed in the face but still trying to grab onto the thing. The best part was the two other dachshunds just sitting there watching the whole thing go down from a distance. They were just sitting there looking at us and the other dogs while were all screaming for them to leave the skunk alone like "you believe these morons?"
Well the skunk finally escaped under the shed and the dogs returned to the house foaming at the mouth from the spray. We luckily had a few bottles of nature's miracle skunk remover (yes this has happened before) and were able to get the dogs washed up right away. Regardless, my entire house smells like Skunk ass. Ahh dogs....gotta lov'em
Obligatory pics
And the scene of the crime with the tree and shed in question and a little LFD LGD Americano and an Oatmeal stout.
And yes, I grew up on a farm.
