Monday Morning

Yesterday I was thinking about all of the things I would be doing today. I guess that is why when I write a schedule, I always use a pencil. Not ink. Pencil means I can change plans because life doesn't fit into plans sometimes.
Last night I had the bright idea to take the dog out in the front yard. I had taken her out in the back earlier but had to bring her back because I thought I saw a skunk. I thought in the front she was safe. She wasn't. It went like this:

I walked out on the porch with the dog, there was a faint breeze and it was quiet and it held the promise of a great day on Monday. Sasha was still for a moment and I realize she can see something I couldn't, she starts running across the yard towards something I can only see the out line of.

Sasha stops and stares while I am yelling like a banshee. The funny little black object is running like a crazy thing across the yard straight at the dog. It runs right up to her all the while I am pretty sure I can hear maniacal laughter coming across the yard. Then it turns and runs back across the drive way to the pasture next door.
Sasha came running up to me, with a look that says, " That was a strange kind of cat, it didn't run away at all."

I knew the routine, don gloves, grab the Natures Miracle and me and my husband take Sasha outside and begin to douse the dog liberally with that stuff. It has to drip dry so she has to spend the night in the laundry room. That stuff is amazing because it neutralizes the scent so fast.

   My living room though did not smell like this above picture. My living room smelled like there had been a wild skunk party. I had to take Sasha out about midnight and she smelled okay, but my living room was still bad. I guess because I had the doors and windows all open that the smell came in from outside.

This morning I was a tad grumpy. Washing the dog was not on the list of things I had planned for today.
As I was complaining in my mind, I haven't cleaned my chicken pen because I am afraid of unearthing the snake, now I will be afraid every time I go outside at night because of the skunks. I am really tired of wild life.

Then I am reminded of how life is like that, some days there are curve-balls that come our way, but as I have done today, I have looked at all of the things I have to be happy about, it is a perfect day full of sunshine. I have most of the garden planted. Chicks will be here by Wednesday. Summer vacation is just around the corner. I have all of these days  coming that are like beautiful beads on a string, each one is filled with a promise of dreams.

So, happy Monday, now I am off to wash the dog...again.
~Kim~