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A few days ago on the way to town, we saw in front of our drive, out in the road, a dead skunk. Both Mike and I were sad, because even though we complained about her occassional burst of signature, we really didn't mind her being here and would often go outside and find her and the cats together in peace. So I moved her off the road into the weeds for nature to claim her back.......
Tonight, I went to feed quite late. I was on the phone with my friend Lisa so I missed the regular feeding. On the way to the barn, my flashlight went out. Grumbling, I was making my way to the barn carefully when my leg brushed against something soft. Thinking it was a cat, I was ready to apologize when I heard the dreaded and angry stamping of feet (the typical warning sign of a ticked off skunk!) I turned my back and ducked and oh my God, the smell almost drove me to my knees.
I ran back to the house and jumped in the shower while Mike went to get tomato juice so I could wash my hair and stuff--YUCK!!!! I guess that wasn't our skunk after all in the road, but another one- You can stop laughing now- and I am still sick to my stomach from the overpowering stench.
Tonight, I went to feed quite late. I was on the phone with my friend Lisa so I missed the regular feeding. On the way to the barn, my flashlight went out. Grumbling, I was making my way to the barn carefully when my leg brushed against something soft. Thinking it was a cat, I was ready to apologize when I heard the dreaded and angry stamping of feet (the typical warning sign of a ticked off skunk!) I turned my back and ducked and oh my God, the smell almost drove me to my knees.