I thought I'd hit a skunk this morning, on my way home from the bus stop. It reeked of that fullsome scent--a horrid, thick gas. When I got out of the car, Hayley said the dogs had gotten skunked too. Geoff was walking them on the path in the woods, and he was afraid they'd actually encountered one, but nobody yelped or anything. Luckily, it's just an au de cologne air about them, not enough to dose them with tomato juice. That must have been some skunk party, to spread the scent so far!
Friday, August 22, 2008
Izzy opens an eye, and a skunk strikes
Izzy (the chocolate girl with the big white star on her chest) opened an eye last night! Hayley picked her up and held her in front of her face. Izzy's blue eye looked shocked! This morning, she's still the only one brave or advanced enough to peek. All the others are wandering around happily ignorant of what we look like. A lovely way to be.
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