They say that a dog will learn a hard lesson about skunks either ONCE or NEVER. Apparently I fall into the latter category. I'm only 5 years old, but I've now been sprayed twice. It's really not fair - that skunk was in MY yard and when I tried to chase it away, I'm the one who got punished. I hate skunks.
After a 2-hour scrubbing session last night, I thought for sure my dad was going to kick me out of the house. And had that bath lasted any longer, I might have just packed my toys and biscuits and left on my own. My patience has already been wearing thin since my mom and dad brought that new squirmy crying toy they call "Avery" into the house. I mean, what's so great about this new thing anyway?
So I've been thinking I might devise a plan to get Avery sprayed next time - maybe SHE'LL get kicked out of the house and all of my problems will be solved . . .
-- Fred (the dog)
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