Poor Winnie had a rough time of it this past weekend. On a walk with Casey and Leela, Winnie took off into the Christmas Trees after what Leela figured to be a bunny only to find Winnie rolling her nose in the grass having been sprayed by a skunk!
Pee-ew is right.
We attempted the old wives remedy of tomato juice. I splurged and got organic though really it wasn't splurging because it was the same price, and actually it was a waste of money because it doesn't work and only made Winnie look like she was bleeding out the head.
Plan two was Hydrogen Peroxide, Baking Soda and Dish Soap. We all braced ourselves when I put the ingredients together thinking that Hydrogen Peroxide might have the same reaction to Baking Soda as Baking Soda has to Vinegar. It doesn't.
We learned a lot of things that night. We didn't exactly have the right quantities of ingredients, which was ok with me since I consider recipes as "suggestions" whereas Leela thinks of them as "rules." But since she wanted nothing to do with our skunky dog, I was free to make any concoction I wanted. I went with the liberal strategy and went heavy on the dish soap - it having the strongest scent.
It worked. I'll leave you with the recipe.
1 Bottle Hydrogen Peroxide.
1/2 Cup of Baking Soda.
And a big squeeze of Smelly Soap.
Winnie's swim in the pond the next morning got most of the suds out.
Unfortunately for her, the poor dog's trials were not over.
For the sake of time, I'll omit the part with the nine kids chasing her around, and I'll leave you with the sad climax. As we were packing up, poor Winnie took a whizz on some clover, yelped and took off running. Turns out dogs can get stung on the fanny. Who knew?
Needless to say, Winnie's little heaven on earth felt a little more like the other direction. It brought a whole new meaning to the old saying: "Every dog has its day."
