Last night the cat got sprayed by a skunk. Rather than the epic tragedy* I was afraid it might turn out to be, it was all kind of cute and funny. The cat was a champ about being washed. And by bed time he smelled normal enough to fill his usual spot. (Sharing my pillow.) (Picture by Carinna.)
*Like the story about the time Diamond Dog was sprayed by a skunk at 3 in the morning, which involves tweakers and stalkers. I know.
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