We're getting ready for bed. Kids are in their jammies, the oven is cleaned, things are put away. So I let the dog out for her nightly before beddie bye time. She rushes out the door and tangles with what I thought was our black and white kitty on our enclosed porch, while I watched through the screen door. Guess what? Not a kitty. A fucking skunk. Sprayed right through the screen, into the living room. Could see the lovely mist descending as my children rushed to the screen to see what was going on. Our evening ended with a 4-way shower. The only tomato juice I have comes in the form of two big cans of Hunt's spaghetti sauce. The dog escaped the shower once to spray tomato juice all over our bathroom. Mounds of laundry. Thankfully, it was a little skunk, and not much spray. I'm getting used to it now. It seems to have cleared up my head cold.