Rite of Passage

Poor Maggie endured an inevitable rite of passage this morning. We headed out for our walk early this morning. I was hoping to take her on a long walk to make up for the short walks in the rain yesterday. The only good thing about the rain was that it was a good opportunity to give Maggie a much needed bath and then keep her inside all day. As we were about to enter the woods, Maggie came running back to me, squealing all the way. She cuddled up against my leg, whimpering and blinking her eyes constantly. And then it hit me. The stench of skunk was everywhere! Aaargh. So much for that great bath I gave her yesterday. She then proceeded to roll in the mud to sooth the irritation. Sigh. She is now recuperating from her second bath in two days (in her crate in the garage- where I hope she won't need to stay for too long...). I think I might just make it a point to wait until the sun is really up before venturing out...