Imagine being cozy in bed, fan blowing on you, windows open, crickets chirping, peacefully dreaming and all of the sudden…BAM….skunk smell. That was me at 3:00 this morning. Every morning between 3 & 4 am, the dog goes out for his morning stroll. Since we live near a park and it’s early in the morning, he gets to go solo. Secretly, I think he likes this freedom to go wherever he wants, sniff whatever he wants, and chase the squirrels. It just so happened that this morning, he stumbled upon Pepe le Pew. Fortunately, he wasn’t sprayed but, somehow, his head stinks!! Guess who is getting a bath tomorrow?
As I laid in bed and heard “daddy” coughing and gagging, I giggled. Until the smell wafted in the windows. Then it was my turn to cough and gag! There is still a little bit of skunk smell in the back of my throat. Eww.
As we were on our way home from dinner this evening, we started talking about the whole incident and it got me thinking. How often do we reach out to someone in an effort to help or be supportive and are met with an awful reaction? Do we take that reaction personally or put ourselves in the other person’s shoes and reflect on why they may have reacted the way they did? If we experience this reaction do we then live life with blinders on “just in case” or do we continue to reach out to others?
I know that the dog was just trying to be friendly and say hello to Pepe. Too bad Pepe viewed him as a threat. How do you view others? Is your “skunk scent” on high alert? Maybe it’s time to “descent” and let friendly people into your life.
Until Next Time,