What could be worse than a Bearded Collie getting skunked in the face at 2:30 in the morning???——Two Bearded Collies getting skunked in the face at 2:30 in the morning!!!
In her advancing years, our 14 year old beardie, Bonny, has to go out to pee in the middle of the night. She gives a light “woof”, and I get up and sleep walk through the house to the kitchen door and let the two dogs out. They are usually good about taking care of business and coming right back in. This morning, I got the usual “woof” and headed for the kitchen door. Bonny disappeared into the darkness to the back side of the fenced yard. Mayzie headed for the garden gate. I heard a rustling in the flower bed, and Mayzie jumped back and ran back to the deck. I knew there was some animal out there, so I quickly shooed Mayzie into the house, then caught the waft of the skunk. I grabbed the flashlight and went in search of Bonny, hoping to waylay her before she discovered the intruder.
Before I could grab her, she detected the skunk and ran straight for it. I screamed at the top of my voice, “Bonny, Nooooooo”. But to no avail. She had turned off her ears and was employing selective hearing. Suddenly she yelped and started running for the house, shaking her head vigorously and sneezing violently. She got a full force hit to the face. Yikes!!
I closed her in on the deck and went to wake up Tim. Incredibly, he had slept through the whole episode. I quickly checked online for the deskunking recipe. For those of you that may someday have a need, the ingredients are 1 quart 3% hydrogen peroxide, ¼ cup baking soda, 1 tsp dawn. Lather up dog, steep for 10 minutes, and repeat, repeat, repeat.
Of course we don’t keep gallons of hydrogen peroxide on hand, so I drove the 30 mile round trip into town at 2:45 am to buy the stuff. The grocery store is surreal at 3:00 in the morning. Not one soul there except for the stock boys. I emptied the shelf of hydrogen peroxide, picked up an economy size box of baking soda and headed home. I exited the parking lot onto a well lit street, deserted except for the police car that preceded me by a couple of car lengths. When I turned left at the light, the police car turned behind me and turned on the blue lights. Oh s–t, what now. I pulled over, rolled down the window, and asked the lady cop what the problem was. She said that I was driving with no lights on. I said, “OMG, what a hell of a night” and proceeded to tell her about the skunk episode. She said that she thought she detected skunk when I rolled down the window. Great, I’m skunked, too.
Walking in the door to the house, I was knocked down by the smell of skunk. Apparently Mayzie had been sprayed as well, and she’d been in the house for the last hour while I was in town. We tied the dogs to the deck rail and hosed them down and washed and rinsed repeatedly for the next hour and a half. They definitely smell better, but I’ve been told that the odor will linger on their fur for a long time to come.
A couple of lessons learned: don’t go out in the middle of the night without leashes on and this won’t ever happen again; and keep a couple of gallons of peroxide on hand just in case.