Pete and Re-Pete here. Last Saturday I stopped canning half-way through because I needed to de-skunk the dogs. Tonight, I was sorting the playbills, but I stopped when I smelled it and realized they'd killed another Saturday night by killing what was probably the sibling of last week's skunk visitor.

Poppy got it, Cinnamon stayed out of the way. She's only going to pick up stink because she keeps comforting Poppy. Who got it full in the side of the face.

Grrrrrr.

SRS