She dun it AGAIN: Skunk Kiddie #2

I jest don't believe how DUMM she can be...
Last nite we got our bed time outie. I'm doin my stuff out front, she's rompin round the ranch house lookin fer mischef ta get into. I hears this *Pfsssssst* sound near the sidda house. Ole Cinners comes runnin likitty-splitz tryin ta rub her facebones tween her legs onna wet grass.
I axes Whuz rong?
Black an White Kat pee'd on me, again.
That ain't a KAT, dummie; issa SkUnk!

Dad opens the door an sees me onna porch wiff my dinnerplate eyeballs on; I jumps thru the door bout the time he gets the "scent". He hollerz so's I turned on the Shake & Vibrate an hide inna kitchen. She runs round the living room (spreading ode-de-skunque) an heads for the basement door. Dad finally corners me and I pass the *sniff* test. Now she's unner the BigBed gettin nerbus. Dad opens the cellar door an she flies down stairs wiff him in hot pursuit. Musta flunked the *sniffer* test cuz Dad starts grabbin stuff for the "skunque mix" an starts pourin it inna empty plastic pop jug. I hears em go inna garage an wadder starts runnin...

I hear the time out chain rattlin; then Dad comes up (a liddel soggy) wiffout the CinderMutt. I getz *sniffed* AGAIN, but I getz a biskit an we jump inna bed. I tried ta mention that mebbee he otta close the winder, cus the air's gettin a liddel *thick* inna bunkroom, but he sez shuddup & go sleep.

Bout dark:thirty I'm UNNER the bed cuza the *stink* inna bunkroom. Dad jumps up an yanks open the cellar door an *sniffs*. Comes back *sniffin* alla way. Uh-oh! Members he opened the winder afore the skunque eppisode started. Yep, *ode-de-skunque* flowin in thru the open winder. Tried ta tell ya, Dad . My Dad's not alluz the brightest litebulb in the pack .

Morning comes an I go out fer a breath of fresh air - wheeew! Picked up Cinners onna way to the trakter kar. Oh m'gosh - didja stik a paw inna lectrik sokket? FurSkinz stickin strait up! She's droppin furrz left an rite, so's we boff gotz a brush job afore we got inna trakter.

She's still havin a bad hair day - all fluffie and wavin inna breeze !
Dad telled her she wuz gonna be onna rope for outies till the Skunk Fambly moves outa towne fer the winter. Sum Dawgs nebber learn nuffin!