That’s about as close a call as I want with a skunk! Jim stayed upstairs, where the open sliding glass door transported the noxious odor indoors. I smelled it downstairs but it took until the breeze wafted down the stairway before my eyes started burning and my mouth tasted of sulphur.
Jim closed the slider and turned on the bathroom fan and he and Zoe went to sleep. A few hours later I braved the upstairs, but I left the fan on overnight. By morning the odor was gone and nothing carries the skunk’s scent including upholstery, bedding, carpet, our hair or clothing. It was a lot more fun going for a train ride today than looking for de-skunking products and scrubbing every inch of the house!
We’re just glad it all worked out. No-one wants to spend a holiday weekend like that! Cheers, Dee
Cooking with Dee 
Ha! Glad to hear that Miss Zoe didn’t contaminate herself… you’re right, de-skunkification is a thankless chore!