Jen went out to dinner with my sister and sister in law tonight. When she came home it was a little on the late side. We were talking on the phone as she drove, and when she was close to home I went to open the door for her.
As I was reaching for the door knob I looked through the window. I saw movement at the bottom of the stairs. Was it a squirrel, a bunny, or a chipmunk? You know, the usual rodents. Was it a stray dog? A stray cat? Was it Patches (she’s an indoor cat, but you never know)?
No. It was a skunk. It was a little skunk, but I’d bet it packs a mighty big stench. Is Jen going to have to walk past this little horrid monster? Could be!
It turned out no. Before the love of my life pulled into the driveway, our little black and white rodent nightmare friend waddled away along the front of the house. It was completely out of sight by the time Jen got home.
Catastrophe averted! Whew!
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