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And the skunk won.

Raindrop here.

Thanksgiving is usually one of my favorite days - this year was a different story.

We started out at Grandma and Grandpa’s.

• Lots of good food.
• Got to play with my cousin Tootie.
• Life was good.

Then we went over to Aunt Angie’s and Uncle Dave’s.

• No other dogs or little kids.
• I was the center of attention.
• Totally loved it.

We all ate some dinner.

• Decided to play a game.
• Joel was getting stuff.
• I had to powder my nose.

Daddy took me outside.

• I did my business.
• And noticed a black cat.
• Charge!

Except is wasn’t a cat.

• It didn’t run from me.
• It dared me to come closer.
• I started to lunge for it.

Oh no! It was a skunk!

• And sprayed me in my face.
• With the worse smelling stuff in the world!
• It got in my eyes and mouth.

I thought I was going to die.

• I could barely see.
• I heard Dad yelling.
• He helped get me back in the house.

IÂ ran into the family room.

• Dropped to the carpet.
• To get that liquid fire off my face.
• The entire room screamed.

Dad grabbed me and carried me into the bathroom with Mom and Aunt Angie.

• I was scared and wanted to cry.
• Aunt Angie started to run water.
• Not a bath on top of everything else!!!

Long story shorter…

• Aunt Angie is an angel.
• She helped get the poison off my face.
• Joel gave me some turkey to make me feel better.

Mom and Dad took me home.

• I still smelled like bad garlic.
• I prayed they wouldn’t kick me out.
• But they love me - smelly or not.

This morning I’m ticked at that skunk.

• Telling the world how bad he was.
• Will teach him to mess with me!

As Mom always says, makes me think of chapter leaders…do you know who the bloggers are in your chapter?

Originally posted @ Cynthia D'Amour on Leadership and Life