Thursday, November 7, 2013
I didn't know that the black and white friend
visiting Mama Boots
was a different sort of cat.
And, just because I smelled a bit,
didn't mean that you
had to give me a bath!
Well, you've heard of being mad as a wet hen? What about being mad as a wet Gypsy?! She certainly wasn't happy, at least that's what it looks like in the picture!
Lucky for Gypsy (and for us) she didn't receive a direct hit from friend skunk. But, if she was going to come into the house she needed a bath. I found the following recipe online... and it seemed to work quite well:
1 Qt Hydrogen Peroxide (Mr. Dreamy had to go out and get this at 9 PM)
1/4 C Baking Soda
2 tsp laundry or dish detergent
We gave her a second shampoo with Irish Spring and she smelled sweet as a....
wet dog can smell!
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