Last week, Angie was walking on the trail with the dog. He saw a skunk dart out of the weeds a few yards in front of them and instinct took over. Angie yelled at him to stop, but he couldn't. I don't think he took a direct hit, but he did get into the spray pattern pretty good. We ended up washing him a few times and made him sleep in his crate in the garage for a night. You can see his shame above.
My granddaughter was baptized on Sunday. She did great and it was a joy to witness. Life is good.
Peace-
Matt
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