As I've mentioned in a
prior thread, my wife and I recently got a pet skunk (named, after much deliberation, Pisces).
Well, Pisces hasn't been the healthiest of skunks. She's had various problems since we got her, the most serious of which is a prolapsed rectum that has happened twice now (I won't go into detail, but suffice it to say it's not a pretty sight and must be painful as hell for the poor little girl).
Tonight (a couple hours ago) is when occurrence number two of the aformentioned problem unfortunately occurred, and after calling around we found out that the only emergency vet clinic open this late with a veterinarian able to operate on a skunk is 2.5 hours away in Tampa. So Heather calls her sister who graciously agrees to drive her and the skunk, and a little while later they're on their way.
That is when the craziness begins.
A few minutes after they leave, Heather calls me from her cell in hysterics screaming about some guy driving the wrong way almost getting into a head-on collision with them (missed by mere feet from the sounds of it, running them off the road). Thankfully a tragedy was averted and everyone was OK...
Then while I'm on the phone with them I hear screeching tires and more hysterics. Apparently they barely avoided hitting a dog lying in the middle of the same road now (high-traffic six lane highway). That's all the info I managed to ascertain from the noise on the phone before I was disconnected.
I waited about 10 minutes, tried calling her back a few times with no answer.
Eventually Heather calls back and says they're on their way back home with
two puppies that had been abandoned in the middle of the highway -- which they drop off into my care minutes later, and then leave for Tampa again with the skunk.
Shortly thereafter, I get
another call from the road informing me that they have just been pulled over by a police officer who simply drove up beside their car, shined a flashlight on them, then kept on going.
Anyways, just thought I'd sit down and type this up to help calm my nerves a little since I'm going kind of wacko here. Two strange dogs on my lanai, my own dog going nuts knowing that they're out there, and my wife and sick baby skunk on the way to surgery in Tampa (behold the moths flying from my wallet).
If it's not too much trouble, any well-wishes and positive energy you could muster up towards a poor little hurting skunky tonight would be greatly appreciated.