Well, it finally happened. One skunk, 5 monkeys. Can you guess who won?
Of course, it happened at the most convenient time. Say, 8:40 pm, Friday exactly. And I know this why?
Because, my dear friends, that's when I received a text saying that company was on the way.
The short version of the story goes like this.....
Monkeys raising a ruckus in their fenced area.
Lily comes in, jumps on my bed, stinking to high heaven and rolling around in the sheets.
I jump up, get her out of the room, grab the sheets and throw them in the family room.
Crapfest!!! I don't hear any of the monkeys.
Monkeys have broken out of the fence.
I close the pet door so Lily can't get back out.
I grab a flashlight and start calling monkeys.
Baby Z was caught first.
Snoopy came close then ran off with Samson.
I grabbed Puggies. Got him in the house.
Three down two to go.
Chased Snoopy all over hell and creation, finally got him in the house.
Where the hell is Samson???
I see his eyes reflecting in the light of the flashlight. Well, I hoped it was Samson, as he would not come when called.
I wade, just under a quarter of a mile, through thigh high vegetation to find
Samson sitting next to the skunk.
Skunk is dead.
Headlights now coming up the driveway. Guests have arrived.
Get Samson in the house.
I stink, the monkeys stink and the house stinks.
Oh, I almost forgot. The vomit, monkey vomit on the floors.
I can't put the monkeys outside, as now they know they can break through the fence.
Oh, and I have to work a full day Saturday.
When I come home there will be multiple baths for all the monkeys.
No winners here.
And I am the BIGGEST LOSER of them all.
Truly a memorable Memorial weekend!!!