Saw a skunk walking up the driveway last night. I only saw it because it steeped on a leaf that cracked and drew my attention, so I turned a flashlight that direction. The skunk glared at me for a moment, then slunk away. The cat saw the skunk, too, but didn't go after it. Apparently she knows better than to go after the kitty with the white stripe.
My joints are as stiff as the morning is sultry.
