On the ride home, after having been at church for about three hours, Madeline hollers, "Mommy, what am I going to do for tomato juice if I get skunked by a skunk?" (I was hoping for something more spiritual like, "Mommy tonight in Rainbows I learned Jesus is my friend") I said, "Well, I guess we'll go the store and get some" She replied, "What store is going to have enough tomato juice to take a bath in it?" Me - "Wal mart" Madeline came right back with "I can't go in wal mart if I have been skunked, they will think I'm terrible!" I tried calming the conversation down by informing her that I'd go and she could stay with Daddy. She was fine with this until Scott said he would NOT stay in the same house as a skunked little girl. So the only thing that would work was if she stayed outside with Tank (100 lb lab). Although, she was worried that HE'D think she was terrible. "Where do skunks live?" (bushes) "WHERE in bushes (I don't know, I'm not looking for one) "Well, I hope I don't get skunked!" (ME TOO) This is a good indicator that she has had too much Curious George!