I walked into Sunshine Pet Parlor (I love that Yankee optimism!), and the man behind the counter greeted me with 'oh, you're not who I thought you would be.'
I replied Right? How did I turn into a middle aged woman buying designer dog food for my under-weight, over-enthusiastic golden/border collie mix?
Oh, that's not what you meant, sorry!
Actually, I just thought that. Fortunately. That might have been too much information.
The second thing out of his mouth was, 'does it still smell like skunkdog in here?'. At which I checked behind me to verify that he was, indeed, talking to me. I checked only because this was an unfamiliar question and I thought it might be more meaningful to the person standing behind me. Who did not exist. So I analyzed the question and said 'no'.
After putting the appropriate space between skunk and dog it became completely comprehensible, and, in fact it did not smell like skunk at all. Just dog, which is exactly what you expect a doggy daycare to smell like.
We continued the conversation, in which I learned he had cleaned 3 skunked dogs this week. One from my neighborhood! Another good reason to keep Milo from roaming. That, and the fact that he has absolutely no understanding of the relationship between cars and dogs.
He ended with the uplifting thought that it was a sign that Spring was coming. He is the second person this week to say that. Our neighbor said the same thing at our Con Comm meeting Tuesday night. Skunks are a sign of Spring coming.
I must admit, I was hoping for something different as a sign of Spring. Like, maybe buds on the trees, or flowers. Or less snowfall. But, I guess if skunks are the bearers of good news, I'll take them.
From a considerable distance, please. Thank you!
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Location:Hull, Mass.
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