There were no warning barks this time, which leads us to believe she was stalking the skunk at 6 am yesterday morning.

Don and I were in the kitchen getting ready for our day when Kassie came in shaking her head and gagging. The stink hit us like a brick wall.

The Baby was quickly escorted into the garage for her de-skunking bath.

Lord have mercy, there’s never a dull moment around here.

She’s an old pro at this now. This is the second time for her this year, which you could argue is a blessing…

…she was sprayed four times last year, after all.

We’ve given up thinking that she’ll listen to us when we tell her those black kitties are bad, bad, bad.

She knows they are, but she just can’t help herself.

‘Cause she’s my Baby, my Kassie, my little Baby Kassie.

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.  ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

By the way, if you need the recipe for a skunk solution that really works, you’ll find it on this post.

 

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