Saturday, August 28, 2010

Trapped...

...in my house. By a skunk. At this moment I have a car full of groceries that I cannot get to because a skunk is making him or herself comfortable RIGHT BY THE CAR.

*not actual skunk - ours looks much more fierce and grocery hungry*

Come on, skunk. I need to get the groceries in so I can go to bed.

Please?

3 comments:

Libby said...

What happened in the end???

The Rice Family said...

Curtis and I finally got the groceries around 11 p.m. with no sign of the skunk.

Michael - Innkeeper said...

agh! yuk!

and some people actually like the smell of skunk. gross!