close encounter with the smelly kind...
 

Well I am outside Kenora Ontario for two weeks of musky fishing and tonight it is raining. So just after midnight tonight I let the puppy out and go take some of the water off of the boat tarp. There are no lights and its very dark, but I get the water off and turn around to see my puppy jogging over to me. I take two steps over and bend down to pick him up....SKUNK!!!! Its a bloody skunk!

He didnt spray me...not sure why; although I am very thankful.

That could have been bad.

Naw, It ain't all that bad. Once ya git done puking, anyway. I got used to the smell pretty quick, back when I was 16 or 17. Now skunk smell don't bother me like it does most folks.

I was glad I didnt grab a hold of it and get bit...now that would have been bad:(

I'll bet your heart was beating faster than if a big buck walked in front of you.

:eek: Sorry but thats funny.Whats that old movie with the little girl running around chasing a skunk saying...Here kitty,kitty:D