So yesterday we were 400 feet from the garage, on the farm road, when Dottie veered into the ditch line. She is ahead of me, I am in the Ranger.
A little black critter and Dottie picks it up. I start yelling "drop and go" while I am leaving Dodge.
Skunkapotomous. A Baby.
Minor spray on her, very little on me. She got the skunk treatment and all is well.
From today:
She is at the base of a tree that has an Osprey nest up high...rain coming across the Potomac. Raining hard now.