This might be the worst Monday in the history of Mondays. I awoke this morning to my boyfriend saying, "Uhh, ... we have a problem. Jack got sprayed by a skunk."
Now, this is not the first time that my adorable, but not-so-bright dog has been sprayed. In fact, I think this may be the fifth time since we've had him that he's tried to play with a skunk and learned the consequences.