Some of the skunks in and around Polecat Hollow have been hybernating for the winter. The heartier souls have carried on their work and the domesticated ones have simply slept indoors.
There is a slightly diminished aroma during the darkest, coldest days of winter. If it were not for the musk factory and the constant byproducts of production from the fall extractions, folks would find the absence of skunk scent hard to bear. After all, once you have grown accustomed to something, change is very difficult.
So everyone, every year waits with anticipation for the Spring thaw and plans the first serendipidous celebration of the season upon the earliest siting of the grand awakening.
The Junior Goobies have set up observation outposts outside of caves and other known hiding places of their fury friends. They have also placed little snacks outside the entrances as a way of welcoming them to the new day.
Buster was so excited this morning that he could not contain himself. On his morning walk, he was checking some of the known spots and he saw the most delightful sight he has seen since the first snow of winter.
It was Horace.
He knew Horace because of his crooked stripe, droopy left eye, and what Buster and the kids swear is a grin. Horace came right up to Buster, rubbed his tail against his leg and ate a little snack right out of his hand.
It is not generally advised that children make a practice of feeding skunks or other wild animals, but this is Polecat Hollow and anything can happen.
The last I saw Buster, he was running to town to tell Uncle Hinky, Spike, Mahilda, his sister Sally, Elmo, and Igmund G. Goodfellow III (Iggy) the news.
Good news sure travels fast.
There is a slightly diminished aroma during the darkest, coldest days of winter. If it were not for the musk factory and the constant byproducts of production from the fall extractions, folks would find the absence of skunk scent hard to bear. After all, once you have grown accustomed to something, change is very difficult.
So everyone, every year waits with anticipation for the Spring thaw and plans the first serendipidous celebration of the season upon the earliest siting of the grand awakening.
The Junior Goobies have set up observation outposts outside of caves and other known hiding places of their fury friends. They have also placed little snacks outside the entrances as a way of welcoming them to the new day.
Buster was so excited this morning that he could not contain himself. On his morning walk, he was checking some of the known spots and he saw the most delightful sight he has seen since the first snow of winter.
It was Horace.
He knew Horace because of his crooked stripe, droopy left eye, and what Buster and the kids swear is a grin. Horace came right up to Buster, rubbed his tail against his leg and ate a little snack right out of his hand.
It is not generally advised that children make a practice of feeding skunks or other wild animals, but this is Polecat Hollow and anything can happen.
The last I saw Buster, he was running to town to tell Uncle Hinky, Spike, Mahilda, his sister Sally, Elmo, and Igmund G. Goodfellow III (Iggy) the news.
Good news sure travels fast.
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