The past couple of days have been fairly uneventful. I've mostly just been getting ready for trick-or-treating tonight.
My normal weekday, now that I'm a stay-at-home pet mom, starts with getting my son to school in the morning. Well, yesterday, I dropped him off, and on my way home, as I was driving down the hill, I noticed an animal barreling down the bank toward me.
I immediately slowed down and hoped for the best. I didn't feel anything, so I assumed I hadn't hit it. But when I looked in my rearview mirror to double-check, what did I see? A little fluffy, white-striped tail.
You got it... a stinky little skunk!
Turns out, I didn't actually hit him. I must have just scared the shit—or piss—out of him. Either way, my car smelled like I had!
So, off to the car wash I went to try to get rid of the smell. It didn't help, but hey, at least my car is clean.
For more of my everyday chaos, read about the Monday I accidentally flooded the bathroom.
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