Even though this pic was supposed to be posted last month, I never got around to posting it for February was a rough month. Bad weather, having to come to work early (we have to come in early during no school days, just to shovel snow and ice), suffering a head cold, and trying not to feel down from depression. I've said this before and I'll say this again... I despise Winter.

But enough of last month. At least March is here, and Winter will soon be over. For now, let's talk about Sheriff Marshall's new soon to be diaper deputy, Nobath McGaff.

Long ago, an ornery, smelly young skunk has been causing big trouble in the Wild West. Nobath McGaff was his name, mainly because he never took a bath in his entire life. And that's not the worst part about him. His fur was mangled, his brown hair was messy, he attracted flies and other parasites wherever he went, and all he wore was a beat up cowboy hat, a torn up bandanna,and old cowboy boots that has no soles on the bottom.

But what makes him notorious is that he wore a filthy cloth diaper that's never been changed in years, making him a real health hazard. He's been wanted in eight towns for vagrancy, bank robberies, shoplifting, disturbing the peace, and polluting the town with his awful scent.

However, McGaff uses his smelly image as a huge advantage. Whenever he wanted to rob a bank or a store, he'll just march into the building and let his awful aroma do the dirty work. He's been known to quickly clear out a building within seconds. Once all the folks has dashed out of the building, McGaff helps himself by stealing all the money and supplies he needs.

Because of the awful scent, the town sheriffs refuse to go near McGaff for an arrest. Even with heavy protection such as gas masks and hazmat suits, they still can't capture the sneaky skunk for McGaff has another trick up his sleeve. Not only is he armed with a tranquilizer dart gun, he's also armed with stink bombs that gives off a terrible stench (even worse than the stench in his diaper). The bombs also act as a smoke screen so McGaff can make a quick getaway while the deputies are lost in a thick, smelly haze.

But one day, McGaff decided to pay a visit to Cookie Gulch which would be his undoing. He has heard about Sheriff Marshall Foxstone, the greatest little diapered sheriff, and challenged him to a draw. However, Sheriff Marshall had a plan to outsmart the stinky thief by showering him with tomato juice before McGaff had a chance to release his stink bombs.

Humiliated at his first loss, not to mention making him a laughing stock, McGaff swore revenge against the diapered sheriff. However, Marshall vowed that if he ever caught the wicked skunk, he'll give him a much needed bath. Marshall and McGaff had a showdown which ended by a quick shot from Marshall, and his diapered deputies gave McGaff his very first bath.

But Marshall still sensed that there's still good in McGaff, so he gave McGaff a chance to redeem himself as a diaper scout (a.k.a. a diaper deputy in training). McGaff finally accepted and is now living in Marshall's apartment above his office.

Since McGaff has no home or family, Marshall looks after him like a little brother. When he's not training to be a diaper deputy, he enjoys play time in his playpen or taking naps (he was a lazy skunk, but he got his share of chores).

Marshall also made sure that McGaff gets a bath every evening, despite the fact that McGaff still detests baths. And if he ever tries to escape, Marshall would always reel him in with his magic noodle lasso. Once captured, Marshall and two other deputies would scrub McGaff all over.

Once McGaff was done with his bath, Marshall would dry him off, tie a bonnet around his head, and tape a thick disposable diaper around McGaff's waist. Marshall would tuck McGaff into his playpen and told him to go to sleep.

Even though McGaff hates baths and getting his fur all soft and clean, he does enjoy the nice thick diapers he gets to wear now. He enjoys patting the front panel of his diaper with his paw and admiringly on how thick and comfy the diaper is. He even admits to himself that these disposable diapers are much more better than the filthy cloth diaper he's worn for ages.

But now it's getting late, and McGaff has to get up early the next morning for more deputy training. So he wrapped himself up tight with his blanket, drank the last ounce of milk in his bottle, and drifted of to sleep.

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