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Five of the skunks were in the yard last night...there are four in this picture, I couldn't get all five...the fourth one is on the left, in the dirt

Emmie was terrified.  One of the big skunks was right by her door and she shot out of there and pressed herself agains the house.  I’m not feeding them any longer because she’s afraid and the whole family is there a little too often.   97 more words


Dusk and three of the skunks came to eat...2 pictures

Darkness came fast but you can see this skunk getting a drink.  When I look outside at night I sometimes think the skunk is Emily because of their coloring.   29 more words


Suburban Wildlife, Part I

You’ve heard of feral cats, but feral skunks? True, I’m afraid – if you can’t tell by the smell. In my backyard they like to trade off taking advantage of the well-protected nest in the woodpile. 62 more words


Lying Skunk

One thing that I really can’t tolerate is lying.  Not even little white lies.   Those little white lies can easily turn into something much worse.  But what’s worse is when you just LIE…FLAT OUT LIE. 444 more words



(My story is not Christmas-y in the least. If you’re oozing Christmas spirit today, you may want to pass me by. For the other 98% of you, maybe my tale is just what you need to hear.) 622 more words


The Smell of Murder at Midnight

Word Press Daily Prompt: Pungent

Account taken from my Journal, May 16, 2013

Have you perhaps driven through a town with a pulp and paper mill spewing out sulfurous fumes? 787 more words


Boring, Oregon, Ain't So Boring.

K’den.  Here in the wilds of Damascus and Boring, Oregon, we see lots of critters.  Some are like this one, my neighbor, Vaquero. 329 more words

Da Kine: Sometimes Full-on Pidgin