Animals
It would not be fair if I didn't give just a little space in this blog
to the lowly skunk...harmless with the exception of his one
defense that strikes terror in the hearts of all who encounter him.
The skunk sprays a harsh chemical from his anal glands that has
components known as "thiols" in it. These thiols are the cause
of skunk spray's harsh, acrid odor. Besides the obvious odor,
these chemicals also cause burning of the eyes and nostrils.
There is only one animal considered to be a predator of the skunk...
and that is the Great Horned Owl,
with his poor to non-existent sense of smell.
(Lucky owl!)
- Mama Said There'd Be Days Like This....
Most days come and go with a peaceful sense of contentment.And then, just once in a great while,a day comes along that turns my world on its side. I should have known what I was in for early yesterday morning.I should have gone back to bed.Or hid my...
- Bobby Meets Ginger And Maryann
Earlier this week, I posted this picture. This is Bobby...one of our "barn" cats.Actually, Bobby is a garage cat. He left the barn years ago, hoping to move into the house,but with three dogs, there was just no room.So, Bobby took up residence in the...
- You'd Think They'd Learn!
It's been coming for some time now.Yes, Sammy is back in his "bad boy" collar again. On occasion, Sammy turns a deaf ear on us and stops listening.He stays out late...goodness knows where he goes,and usually he comes home wreaking. Friday night (before...
- I Don't Even Know What To Call This!
I am sure that it seems like life is always rosy around the farm...my daughter always says I describe life like "rainbows and blue skies",but I have to say... This week I feel like crying "UNCLE!" Let me start my story with the ending.... Yes, that's...
- Building A Salad Table And More Tales From The Skunk Woods
As promised,I thought I would share a little info with youabout how Hubbs built our salad table. Our garden is by the barn, which is quite a ways from our house,so I thought that having a specific container in which to growour salad greens would be a...
Animals
Oakley Le Pew
Here is the picture of innocence...
exhaustion, enervation, fatigue, ....
sleeping there....neat and clean in their own beds.
What could be sweeter than two boys, peacefully slumbering?
Ah, if only what led up to this picture was half as peaceful!
Well, let us take a step backward a few hours before this picture.....
back to evening "close up" time,
when all the farm animals are snuggly tucked in for the night.
I was down at the barn giving the horses their nightly feeding of hay,
when my nose was accosted by a putrid, acrid, horrifying odor.
I immediately searched for Sam, who I knew had accompanied me to the barn.
Sam was by my side in an instant.... no odor following him.
We hastily returned home....with gator at top speed, trying to outrun the stench.
Oakley, who I was unaware was even outside, greeted us at the door to the house.
Immediately, I understood from where the unGodly odor emanated....
Oakley! it seems had met his match.....
a stand off with Pepe Le Pew....and Oakley had lost!
I was down at the barn giving the horses their nightly feeding of hay,
when my nose was accosted by a putrid, acrid, horrifying odor.
I immediately searched for Sam, who I knew had accompanied me to the barn.
Sam was by my side in an instant.... no odor following him.
We hastily returned home....with gator at top speed, trying to outrun the stench.
Oakley, who I was unaware was even outside, greeted us at the door to the house.
Immediately, I understood from where the unGodly odor emanated....
Oakley! it seems had met his match.....
a stand off with Pepe Le Pew....and Oakley had lost!
Those of you who live with dogs in the country,
or even suburbia, live in fear of this moment....
the moment of realization that your dear beloved pet has
been on the receiving end of the foulest scent known to mankind.
Step 1: Realization : cussing, sighing, crying, denial.
Step 2: Dismay and Disgust: "Oakley, how could you???"
"Why me?"
Step 3: Avoidance: packing one's bags and leaving home...always an option.
or even suburbia, live in fear of this moment....
the moment of realization that your dear beloved pet has
been on the receiving end of the foulest scent known to mankind.
Step 1: Realization : cussing, sighing, crying, denial.
Step 2: Dismay and Disgust: "Oakley, how could you???"
"Why me?"
Step 3: Avoidance: packing one's bags and leaving home...always an option.
Step 4: Acceptance: Ok, now what are all those home remedies
I've read about through the years???
Step 5: Work,work,work...pouring everything in one's pantry
and medicine chest onto said dog in an attempt to remove
what you fear may be un-removable!
Remedies
I've read about through the years???
Step 5: Work,work,work...pouring everything in one's pantry
and medicine chest onto said dog in an attempt to remove
what you fear may be un-removable!
Remedies
- Tomato juice .... doesn't really work...and besides, who has enough tomato juice to fill up a tub?
- Massengil douche.....ok, really? Does anyone have this around? Does anyone even use this stuff anymore? What does this imply about feminine hygiene if it even works on skunk odor?
- Peroxide (one quart), baking soda (1/4 cup), detergent (1 tbsp)....ok, this makes you feel as if you are really doing something about the situation. Does it work? Reportedly, yes. I am not sure.
We tried the last concoction...twice....interspersed with baby shampoo bathings.
Still...Oakley smelled a little like he had risen from the underworld.
Lastly, from somewhere in my memory bank,
I remembered a product that I thought might work:
This was perhaps the best remedy yet.
It is a product that we keep on hand for poison ivy exposure.
It was designed and used in the nuclear industry
for the decontamination of skin from nuclear fallout.
We poured it into our hands and began rubbing it into Oakley's coat....
letting it sit for a few moments and then bathing it off.
Low and behold, the stench began to dissipate.
Our old Oakely was starting to emerge from the putrid fog
that had enveloped him.
A few dabs of Listerine to the areas that had faint traces
of skunk smell, and our sweet boy was restored.
I can't emphasize enough how good this product is.
If you have pets,
or if you live in the country,
your medicine chest should always be equipped with
Tecnu!!
I can attest to the fact that it does a great job in removing
the oils of poison ivy. And I really think it did the most good
in dealing with the skunk spray.
(There are other products on the market specifically made to remove
the odor of skunk spray....but we had none of these in the house.)
It would not be fair if I didn't give just a little space in this blog
to the lowly skunk...harmless with the exception of his one
defense that strikes terror in the hearts of all who encounter him.
The skunk sprays a harsh chemical from his anal glands that has
components known as "thiols" in it. These thiols are the cause
of skunk spray's harsh, acrid odor. Besides the obvious odor,
these chemicals also cause burning of the eyes and nostrils.
There is only one animal considered to be a predator of the skunk...
and that is the Great Horned Owl,
with his poor to non-existent sense of smell.
(Lucky owl!)
- Mama Said There'd Be Days Like This....
Most days come and go with a peaceful sense of contentment.And then, just once in a great while,a day comes along that turns my world on its side. I should have known what I was in for early yesterday morning.I should have gone back to bed.Or hid my...
- Bobby Meets Ginger And Maryann
Earlier this week, I posted this picture. This is Bobby...one of our "barn" cats.Actually, Bobby is a garage cat. He left the barn years ago, hoping to move into the house,but with three dogs, there was just no room.So, Bobby took up residence in the...
- You'd Think They'd Learn!
It's been coming for some time now.Yes, Sammy is back in his "bad boy" collar again. On occasion, Sammy turns a deaf ear on us and stops listening.He stays out late...goodness knows where he goes,and usually he comes home wreaking. Friday night (before...
- I Don't Even Know What To Call This!
I am sure that it seems like life is always rosy around the farm...my daughter always says I describe life like "rainbows and blue skies",but I have to say... This week I feel like crying "UNCLE!" Let me start my story with the ending.... Yes, that's...
- Building A Salad Table And More Tales From The Skunk Woods
As promised,I thought I would share a little info with youabout how Hubbs built our salad table. Our garden is by the barn, which is quite a ways from our house,so I thought that having a specific container in which to growour salad greens would be a...