Desoto and I encountered outr first town skunk last night. As we are 0 for 2 against the Stratford skunks, I am not expecting us to fare any better against the Charlottetown skunks, so I am on constant high alert when we walk at night. Luckily, I saw the skunk an instant before Desoto did, so I managed to get a good grip and brace myself. The head went up and you could just hear the thought process "A kitty! I love kitties! Must chase the kitty!" In my head, Desoto sounds like Forest Gump (Jennie!), but after a short tug-of-war, I won. Although I did get a few dirty looks as we walked along after (mean Mommy).
I finally got myself a pair of Crocs, and now I am never taking them off. So comfortable. And so ugly.
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This is Desoto. He is very sad. He probably smells like skunk.
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This is Desoto. He is very sad. He probably smells like skunk.
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