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A Fallen Baby Skunk

On our walk this morning Brandy my dog and I saw such a sad thing, lying on the sidewalk was a baby skunk dead as ever. Brandy wanted to go smell it, but wasn't sure if i should, so held her back. I had never seen a dead baby skunk before, i had seen many adult dead skunks. There was no blood any where to be found or any other reason for this poor thing to die or why it was on the sidewalk. I hate to see any creature die, even this poor little baby skunk, who never got a chance in life. Written 7-27-11

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Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 8/8/2011 8:53:00 PM

Oh James. love this so much. I found a baby skunk abandoned and took it home. Had it for @ 3 months in my place. She used to ride around on my foot when I walked and cuddled in my neck to sleep. The dearest wee thing and this brought back that wonderful memory. Thank you.

Judy Ball

Date: 7/31/2011 11:54:00 AM

Skunks are really pretty little animals and don't bother anything that doesn't bother them. The horrible stench is only if they become frieghtened or ae under attack. It's to make their enemies turn around and run. I used to have one as a pet when I was young. A good write my friend. God Bless, JB