Here is one for you city dwellers. My darn cats made buddies with a skunk and started inviting it home for dinner. I actually caught them all hanging out together. This has gone on for so long that we gave the skunk a name as indicated. He might have even been in the house eating cat food last night…my wife can’t be sure. Something uninvited came in the cat access but ran out before the dog caught it; we then noticed that oh so special odor. Alas, poor Peppe' finally met Mr. 12 Gauge. I just had to kill the poor little guy a few minutes ago. I had been waiting for a clear shot. Really he was kind of cute...but too dangerous and smelly for a farm buddy. Still, it is always a bummer to kill something. Of course, this is nothing compared to the lady who while taking a bath realized that she had a visitor in the bathroom: a baby Brahma Bull!!! Country living is cool. And boy does it smell!!!