It rolled in through the window like a title wave. We looked at each other and both held our breath. SKUNK!! Suddenly Pam asked "Did you bring the dog in?" UH OH! You can guess the answer to that one. I opened the front door and was greeted by a dirt and leaf covered, odorific canine. We have no tomato juice in the house so we tried shampoo, NOPE. Now he smells like a disgusting combination of shampoo and Pepe Le Pew. Pepe may have been adorable but there's nothing adorable about our dog at that moment. Pam brightened and said "Tomato soup!" It may not be as good as tomato juice but it did reduce the smell mostly. He's crate trained and has been banished to the living room. The outside smell is dissipating and Pam has Fabreezed the inside of the house. Tomorrow morning it's off to the store. Life in the country is never dull.