Let me tell you how I met a very stinky critter. I was only about 6 months old and out in the back yard with Hershey. We are part of Mom’s zoo. We had been spending lots of time in the yard, because Mom & Uncle Raymond tore the whole kitchen out of our house. They are building a new one. Hey Mom, How are you going to cook for us?
We had a possum in our yard once before, but the freakiest thing was another critter that walked up on the carport in broad daylight with my human cousin Asa and his friend standing there. I heard them yelling and they ran into the house. My ears were perked up to hear what the problem was, but then the problem hit me straight into the nose. I found out later it was called a skunk! I think they should call him “Stinky”!
Ugh, that stupid skunk is coming right under the gate and into the back yard. He was waddling along, like we were not even there. Hey, what’s wrong with you, you crazy skunk? He is kind of little, so I guess he does not know any better.
Hershey charged at it barking and (UGH) that thing just sprayed some nasty smelling stuff right in Hershey’s face. Hershey is rolling all over the ground and howling! Phew! What a stink! Then it decided to spray the barn!
I kept my distance, but kept jumping around and barking at that skunk. I am keeping a good distance between us, but I want him out of here, before I ended up smelling like Hershey. Good thing mom let Jenny & Chewy in the house a while ago, or they might get hit with that yucky stuff, too.
Finally, That skunk waddled all the way across the yard and went into Mom’s orchard. Hey, you! Don’t you dare spray mom’s fruit trees. Mom likes her trees just like they are.
Just keep going!
Whoa! Here come’s mom with a guy in a uniform and he has a cage. Okay, so I don’t like that skunk, but he is little. Don’t hurt him, please. Just let him keep going. Run skunk!
Ha! That guy is afraid of that skunk. He is peeking over the fence and won’t even come into the back yard. He won’t be much help. There goes Stinky under the neighbors fence in back. You won’t catch him in that cage now.
Hey mom, get some soap and do something for Hershey. Phew! Soap, please! Something that smells good. Quit howling Hershey! Mom will help you. Yew!! Mom is poring tomato juice all over Hershey. She smells worse than ever. Mom said it will just have to wear off.
I am glad that little skunk got away, but I will be even happier when Hershey doesn’t smell so bad! I bet she won’t be going into the house to sleep tonight. Sorry Hershey!
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