Welcome to the country

This post, was really just a rather lengthy comment over at Freaked Out Fathers.  But at the suggestion of Robert from Middle Zone Musings I added it as a post here so that I could try my hand in the WILF group.  For those of you new to it.  WILF is an acronym for “What I Learned From…”  and it is hosted by Robert at Middle Zone Musings and The High Calling of Our Daily Work.   Please check out their blogs.

Animals are becoming the bane of my existence at the moment.

This weekend was the big move. Upon my first load of junk to the new house I discovered that I am now the proud parent of two barn cats and a barn kitten… Wouldn’t have been so bad, except for the weekend-long argument with stepdaughter on why the cat (especially the kitten) are not allowed into the house.

Last trip of the move, we brought our two dogs.  The dogs made a quick 15 minute perusal of the new house and then tore off into a nearby woods, hot on the trail of some new scent they never had experienced in the city.

I was fortunate enough to spend the last two hours of my Saturday searching the greater part of a three square mile vacinity as people occasionaly spotted the dastardly duo. It was to no avail and I gave up.

Score: Cats +3, Dogs -2

Sunday morning a beautiful golden lab comes strolling into my back yard and up onto my deck. The dog was friendly and unlike my dogs this one seemed to think our new house was a completely adequate place to live and proceeded to take up residence.

Score: Cat’s +3, Dog’s -1

Sunday evening a car pulls into my drive and asks me if I’m missing any dog’s. I should have said “no”, but idiot that I am I said “yes” and then unwittingly gave a description of the dogs, leaving me no room to deny association with them. The kind people in the car said, “yep”, they are at our house right now if you follow us you can get them.

When I pulled into the driveway, sure enough they were my dogs and oh-so-much-more. They were obviously successful on their hunt from the previous night, for not only did I get my dog’s back, but they brought with them the rich and pungent odor of a skunk.

As I am not blessed with a truck and an open bed, I had to load them in my van.

Scor:e Cats +3, Dog’s +,1 Skunk Stench  everywhere in my garage and van

The strange dog that arrived on Sunday left on Monday, but not after teaching my dog’s how to find their way home again. I believe my dogs discovered the wherabouts of the cats and two have disappeared.

Score: Cats +1, Dogs even, Skunk Stench possibly more powerful the next day.

My wife and I did research on treating skunk smells and found several concoctions that have some scientific sources referenced to them, so we have agreed to try them, but as we prepared to create bath, my first dog wanders in from his adventures coated in some strange-thick-evil looking oil. I was so exhausted from moving and then a zoo trip to boot that I gave up on the idea of cleaning him that day.

This morning his eyes were glowing red and a sulfury smoke was surrounding him. Whatever that oil was, it certainly posseses some evil.

Score: Cats +1, Dogs -1, Demon Spawn +1, Skunk Smell now its in the house.