Went out on the patio early Sunday (as in about 2 a.m.) to smoke a cigarette and got a glimpse of a big bushy white-n-black tail swishing around the corner of the house. Figured it was the skunk Mrs. Charm sniffed out the other day, or a member of the same family, anyhow. I left it alone. Never mess with skunks.
We also have big raccoons, opossums and armadillos now and again.
J.D., over at Mouth of the Brazos, however, gets the cold-blooded critters. For instance, what apparently was a “good-sized” Prairie Kingsnake advancing down his flagstone walk towards his flower bed and porch. Says he could tell by the shape of its head that it wasn’t harmful, but he stood up from his porch rocker and clapped his hands anyway which made the snake do a 180 and slither away.
All we ever see of the snake variety are pencil-thin, pale-green garden ones. Happily. If my only choice is skunks or snakes, I’ll take the skunks.
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