Skunked.......

....in Ol Fair Oaks.....while the rest of the country has got floods and tornados and earthquakes and murder and riots and mayhem, we got skunks...pretty l'il kitty cats that y'just don't want to get too close to...like the tigers in the SF zoo, it don't pay to tease 'em.....well, they ain't gonna eat you or treat you like a rag toy to be tossed around...nah.....nuthin' like that atall.....anyhow, we've been walking the dogs in the cool of the evening, not too far, just up the street to the Catholic radio station and yes, we carry those little green plastic bags to clean up after them altho' if you'da told me when I wuz a boy that sum day I'd be picking up dog poop, I'da laffed in your face......we keep Willieboy on leash all the time he's out 'cause he's a runner and I don't like to chase after him but we gene'lly let Rusty off leash 'soon as we get to our driveway....we've had to stop that maneuver 'cause t'other eve when we got home, we found a baby skunk in our front yard....Millyrose freaked out and yanked on Willieboy so hard, I tho't she wuz gonna break his neck....I pointed out that we'd have to get closer than forty feet or so 'fore we c'd get sprayed but she didn't want'a take any chances at all, at all.....well, we managed to skirt the issue and get into the house where Milllyrose locked the door....I pointed out that skunks rarely ever bothered to knock, 'n I never knew of one that c'd open a door...