I will not tell my story of the husband vs the skunk and the infamous words "That ain't no kitty". Nope. Will not tell it. Though I will say I never knew he could leap a ditch that fast. :)
There is a cat in my family that is enormous, and black and white. It used to live with me and my dad, and now lives with my sister and her husband. When he lived with me and my dad, my dad's dog used to love to play with him outside- stalk him and dive bomb him (the cat and the dog were about the same size, it didn't bother the cat to get dive-bombed, he actually rather liked it) in the yard. But one summer after the cat had moved to my future-BIL's house, the dog kept getting sprayed by skunks. Like, five times. My dad and I theorized that he would see an enormous black and white animal under the hedges, think it was his cat buddy, and dive-bomb the skunk. Obviously, this dog is not the sharpest tool in the shed, because it took him five lessons to learn not to dive-bomb the skunkies. And who had to give the damn dog a bath? I did. Woe!
I put food on my upstairs deck every night along with fresh water. One night I stepped out the door and there was kitty...not the all black stray kitty I fed, but the skunk that has become known as Petunia.
We get along fine. Never a problem. Petunia comes within 18" of me and eats. I've not tried to pet him/her.
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Date: 2006-09-14 11:49 am (UTC)We get along fine. Never a problem. Petunia comes within 18" of me and eats. I've not tried to pet him/her.
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Date: 2006-09-14 04:46 pm (UTC)