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July 29, 2008
  The other day I was enjoying the great outdoors of our backyard when I smelled a funky odour.  Yep, it was the delicate aroma of skunk.  I had an errand that evening and little skunk crossed the street in front of my car.  He (or she) was much smaller then I anticipated, being just a little bit bigger then a kitten. 
  The whole idea made me wonder what it would be like to be a mommy skunk.  You couldn’t yell at your kids without getting a squirt of skunk juice.  Imagine if you will, mommy and junior…
  Mommy skunk, "Junior!  If I told you once, I have told you a million times, don’t cross the road without looking in both directions!"
  Junior skunk, "Yikes!,"  followed by skunk spray.
  Being a skunk mommy must stink!
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