Our big, beautiful beast of a black lab mix tangled with a skunk last night. Yes, he stinks, although the hydrogen peroxide/baking soda/dish soap mix made a good dent in the stench. Yes, our house stinks. Yes, I worry that I stink.
The worst is that he has a cut on his nose, and his rabies shots were outdated. I had taken in our little dog, but the big dog weighs almost as much as I do. I can't handle him when he panics at the vet's. Husband was on the spot for that, and unfortunately it hadn't happened.
Yes, we are sore, loser pet owners. Yes, we're hating ourselves right now. Yes, we are ashamed.
So we get a visitation from the county animal control on Monday. The vet doesn't think he was bitten, but we may still have to quarantine him. FOR SIX MONTHS! (People, get your pets' vaccines up to date, if they aren't already.)
We also paid $150 for some test to see if he has enough rabies antibodies to fight off an infection if he did happen to be exposed. Meanwhile, he has to stay outside, all by himself, away from people and the other pooch until we hear from animal control.
BIG :(
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