The Black and Whites showed up.

So here they came cruising in like they owned the place. Brash, fearless, and most present. Some call them Polecats. Those of us here in our little village call them skunks. Little weasel critters roaming about stinking up the place. Causing fear and anxiety. So we called in the Skunk squad. The lead skunk rustlerContinue reading “The Black and Whites showed up.”