In Good Faith: Admitting when you need help

The unmistakable smell started wafting through the kitchen. That was the first sign. Having been down this smelly road once before, my wife and I knew exactly what had transpired. Delilah, our nearly 16-year-old lab/husky mix who loves to lounge outside on chilly evenings, had just been sprayed by a skunk. We quickly brought her inside and up to our second floor bathroom with the walk-in shower. Holding our noses while Googling the correct ratio of dish soap, baking soda and hydrogen […]  » Read More