I have written many slices from my front and back porches, and my time there continues to fill me with stories.
Even stinky ones.Earlier that day, I had been watching a little bunny romp around the backyard nibbling on clover.
As I was watching the video, I was zoned in when I noticed something move out of the corner of my eye. Thinking the bunny had returned, I continued watching the video, not paying much attention to it.
All of a sudden, I noticed that what I thought was the bunny had come very close to the porch. Like about ten feet close.
When I looked up, my heart stopped, and I quietly sucked in a breath. Moving very cautiously, I grabbed my phone and computer and quietly went in the house.
"There are skunks in the back yard! One mamma and four or five little babies. They came right up to me!" I was a little freaked out to say the least, as that was the closest I had ever been to a skunk--let alone five of them!
My husband and daughter ran to the back door to see what I was panicking about. We watched them mosey around the backyard and eventually into a drainpipe that runs under our street.This weekend I have sat on the porch every night and waited for them to come out. Every once in a while, when the wind was just right, I detected a faint scent. They hadn't sprayed, but I knew they were near.
About 9:00 pm, one by one they crawl out of the hole with their little bushy black and white tails waving in the air and nuzzling the ground searching for bugs to eat.
We live in town, not the country, and skunks are not what we want right outside our back door. But I have to say, those babies are adorable!
We obviously don't want five skunks in the neighborhood, but we do not have a plan yet to remedy this problem.
So, until then, I will continue to sit on my porch and watch them come out and play...from a safe distance, of course!
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