The other night after yet another long day I went upstairs to
bed and at the top of the stairs going into my bedroom I smelled an unusual
odor. It smelled kind of like pungent sour mixed with charred wet wood. Awful.
We had been able to enjoy a bonfire that night so I was
hopeful it was just the wind blowing the smoke towards my bedroom window.
However, when I went to the window there was no extra scent. That’s when I got
concerned. I’ve been slowly renovating our century old farmhouse for the past
few years. My room hasn’t been high on the list so… Omg! Is it an electrical
issue? Down on my knees crawling around on the floor smelling the outlets,
unplugging things I found nothing.
Standing up and looking around I felt very confused. I looked
at the bed and under the covers saw… movement.
I pulled them back to find my cat Keisha. Oh my god the smell. There she
was obviously feeling sick and rightly so as I realized she had been sprayed by
a skunk... And she was in my bed!!! I moved the comforter to the floor and gently lifted her up and moved
her down onto the bedding and changed the sheets. Opened the window wide and
set up the fan infront of it to bring in fresh air. As soon as the bed was
remade she made a beeline for it so I ushered her to the foot of the bed and
made her comfortable.
Thankfully the scent was tolerable with this set up.
Goodness, the things we do for the ones we love. However there was no way I was going to cuddle or pet her unless it was through a pillow case.
The next morning the boys and I took her outside. I had no
tomato juice but I did have baking soda and hydrogen peroxide which seemed to
help a bit. The scent is gradually wearing off and she is now feeling better,
back to her daily hunting routine.
Another life experience.
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