Skunks

    I almost stepped on a skunk this morning, and it reminded me that they really don’t spray that often. This is like the third time I’ve gotten really close to one and it didn’t spray me. It was pretty dark, and at first he just looked like a shadow. Then I realized what he was and stood still. He looked back at me like, “Yipes. Oh man.” Then he took off running as fast as he could.
    Skunks have this funny kind of jumbling little hustle when they run, and he was really trying to get out of there. It was very cute. They’re so fluffy, too. I think most of their size is just fluff.
    He looked back at me again and kept going like, “Oh man, he’s coming.” Then he darted into a bush and disappeared.
    I was so glad he didn’t spray me. They’re out around 4:30 in the morning, just doing their thing all over town.
    One time I saw this huge skunk in a vacant lot. Well, not huge huge, because skunks are actually kind of little and dainty. They’re delicate looking. They’re cute. If they didn’t smell so bad, I’d almost want one as a pet. It would be weird, but they’re cute.
    Anyway, this one skunk was the biggest one I’d ever seen. I was like, whoa. It was like a rare spawn or some kind of boss mob. And it had smaller skunks around it, not like baby skunks, just smaller than this big skunk. It could have been a delegation from another part of the city, some royalty that had come to a meeting. I don’t know what they were doing. It was probably none of my business.
    Skunks are cool, man. I see them almost every morning. I saw a gray fox this morning too, for no reason. I’m not really scared of the skunks, dude, but the gray fox surprised me.☮︎⋆.˚𝄞°‧𖦹