O.K. BE WARNED: The photo that follows at the bottom of this post is gross!
Some days, I am a total dipwad! I SWEAR I have proof of my near genius I.Q. but... there are times I think I must not have a brain at all.
The other morning at the creek, the bestie and Bart were sleeping in. The BFF has a cold. So Mabel and I were lolly gagging along, grateful for the slower pace. Mabel dove into dirty creek, chasing the ground squirrels while I wandered down to the mulberry tree to see if there was any late season fruit to savor. The branches are low hung and it's much darker under there and I was aware of a "slow moving" rabbit in front of me.
He has a awfully tall tail for a bunny. Hmmm. I've never seen a black and white bunny out here. Well, actually that looks like a cat... POLE CAT! CRAP!
I took off running back toward the trail head hoping to grab Mabel on the way. I did and was quite relieved I didn't have to spend the day shampooing a stinking dog.
Cut to yesterday morning. The BFF and I are standing just under the same mulberry tree. Mabel is downstream, exploring. Bart is right across the creek from us in some tall grass and I happened to notice, standing beside Bart about four feet downstream, was said skunk! No one even saw it but me!
I yelled, "SKUNK!" and took off followed by Barb and Bart and Mabel. Whew, another gross disaster diverted!
But the icky stuff doesn't stop at the car door. No... look what I found on my back porch rug:
O.K. That's THREE gross encounters in ONE weekend. I'm done, right?