Oh for the love of God...

I've been getting up around 3:30 for work lately.

Fun stuff.

When someone gets up at 3:30 AM they do not want, nor can they deal with complications.

Enter my dog....complications personified.

The ritual is I get up and let him outside to piss. While he is pissing I put water in his bowl and give him his food. I open the door and let him eat. While he is eating I get ready. After he is done I let him out again to shit and I make my lunch at this point.

I am at the lunch making point and I hear the dog bark for a second but I don't think anything of it.

My dog barks at everything so it's not a concern.

So I am making lunch and the food smells awful. It just stinks and it's actually getting stronger.

So of course I taste the food to see if it's bad.

I know stupid idea but it's 3:30 and I am so out of it.

Food tastes fine.

FUCKING DOG.

I open the door and notice a yellowish stain that wasn't there when I let him out. There is a familiar but much stronger odor as well.

skunk.

Dog got sprayed.

This is the second time in about 5 months. You would think getting tagged once would be enough for my dog.

Nope. He's no quitter.

Besides hating Brazlians, it seems my dog likes to antagonize skunks.

I don't have time to clean him so I put him in the basement and go to get ready.

I'm upstairs in the shower and the door is closed and I can smell my dog.

This is no good so I let him outside and decide he is going to stay there all day until I get home and can bathe him. Of course now its 4:15 AM and my house and clothes smell like skunk.

Oh and in the 30 minutes he was in the basement, my dog shit like it was going oout of style down there.

It was a fun day.