A Finger Full of Mojo Poo
A few days ago our dog Mojo came in from the outside while we were finishing dinner. Right away something smelled off. It smelled rank. Right away the Northern Woods Girl came out of me and I wondered how did this dog get around a skunk? I found myself beginning to wonder if we had enough tomato juice for a skunk smell to clean him up. We opted by started to give him a bath. The smell was atrocious and my eyes almost began to water as I reached down to his collar to take it off. As I did, my finger gooed in what I knew right away was poop. I think Mojo had rolled in it, got it wedged in his collar, and now permeated the odor all through my house. In the end he had to be scrubbed at least three times, all my surfaces cleaned, and I’m still not sure he was 100% clean. People in general can be like this in life. You know something doesn’t seem quite right with them. You try to help them out by helpi...