Saturday, August 29, 2009

EEWW!

OK! Now that I'm over it and a week has gone by I can tell my story. Here goes. . .

Last Wednesay 4:00 AM the dog barks, Paul gets up to see what happening, the whole back of the house is open because it's fairly warm night our sliding door is open and when he looks out to see whats up he sees what he thinks is a cat sitting on the deck. WELL... to his surprise it turned out to be a skunk. YES a skunk sitting on the deck right by the door. Oh my gosh! The dog barked again and you can imagine what happened. Of course the skunk raised it's little tail and sprayed away. Paul hurried and shut the door because he realized it wasn't a kitty and well it was too late. I shot out of bed like someone had stabbed me in the chest and was totally freaked out by the whole thing. I want you to know that when they spray the stench is far worse of what you smell on the road driving by a dead skunk.

SO... of course we couldn't stay in that room and by now we're wandering around the house trying to decide where we might finish sleeping. We tried the couch opposite ends and that didn't work. The house was permiated with the smell. Then we went to Colt's room downstairs and after being there for about 5 minutes it just kept getting stronger. (Mind you Kenzi is dead asleep and has now idea what's going on. Her room was locked up tight.) I leave that room and head back to living room. Paul stays there. I finally fall back asleep around 5:30.

Next morning we check the damage. Spray on the deck, sliding door and it had gone thru the screen onto the tile of our bedroom floor. We clean, clean, clean. I finally realized it's in all the bedding. Take that to the laundromat, come home with that all washed then realized it's in the curtains, take that to the cleaners. Boy that was smelly! The oils penetrate the fabric. By now it's Friday still pretty strong smell. Saturday morning still grosz and realize it's in my closet. We take all the clothes out of the closet and hang them outside on makeshift whatever, wash all the walls and shelves down with bleach water and white vinegar. Got that off the internet. Scrub the deck again window, screens, tile, casing, you name we scrubbed. Finally that night after a whole bottle of bleach, animal Frebreez and everything outside for 9 hours we felt like we could stand to be in the room.

So that is my skunk story. Sick!

3 comments:

Mary Ellen said...

I am so glad you told the story to the whole world. What a predicament! But sure to Karla style you took it in stride and dealt. And dealt. And dealt. You were right that it would have been funny (now, not then) to take some pics of everything hanging outside. Oh man, am I glad it didn't happen to me. Not that I wish it on you but I would NOT have dealt as well as you. Seriously. And those things look so cute in pics. HAH.

Debra said...

Love you blog..... Empty nesters must ban together and come up with a better name for it. Glad to hear from you again. Cant wait for my next pedi.....

EM said...

I am sooo sorry that happened to you. That would suck. You don't have time for all that cleanup. YUCK! I still have Kenzi's clothes. I am so sorry - I will get them to you soon!