Tom Scholberg
Well-known member
Yup, you guessed it. Booker learned not to play with black and white wild kitties. He and Charlie were goofing off during the "no Fly" afternoon of the opener and I was half dozing in the sun. When I whistled them in and they didn't come I went looking for them. I saw Booker pushing his face through the grass about the same time I caught the smell. I had some Remington Skunk soap in the dog bag and I have to say it worked really well. He was able to sleep in the camper with me that night. Still a whiff now and then but not the horror staory I have heard. I think the swim immediatly helped to wash the stink off. I am afraid his collar and vest may never be the same though.
Oh yeah I had the best opener in years and years as far as ducks seen and even shot.
Oh yeah I had the best opener in years and years as far as ducks seen and even shot.