Unfortunately mine is unhappy. I remember on Valentine's Day 2002 (I
think of Pepe LePew) I was driving home at midnight through a light
industrial area and from the grassy ditch by the side of the road a
striped skunk suddeny emerged and walked quickly across the road. I
tried to swerve around it, expecting it to stop and turn the other way,
but I heard a "klunk-klunk" which told me I hit the poor thing. My car
stank intermittently for the next two weeks. I mentioned it to my
sister the next day and she said, "Ew! Why did you have to mention
it?" She then went on to say that skunk have poor vision but good
hearing. This was my first roadkill ever in my life as well, as well
as the first wild skunk I ever saw in my life.
Over the next couple of years and a new car later, I saw two other
skunks. One pottering around in a clearing in a forest preserve
alongside a street, and one running across another street right in
front of me-fortunately too far away to worry about being hit.
Long Tom.
Received on Mon Dec 04 2006 - 15:20:04 CST