I stepped outside the front door this morning around 6 a.m. to grab a quick 2 puffs off my cigarette. The snow was floating down covering the quietness in a blanket of white.
My mind was in neutral - enjoying the early morning quiet - when I heard a russling around the far corner of the hedge. I lifted my eyes to see this big fat skunk working his way down the path right straight toward me.
I just stood there silent as the snow falling and watched him walk right up to me - turn sharp left and head into the hedge beside my lil home and disappear,
And I thought 'he must be returning from a night of partying' smiled and quietly backed through my front door..