

A SKUNK BY ANY OTHER NAME
It's just past dusk, but not quite dark, when out from under your deck he waddles. You've caught a glimpse of him a time or two before, but it was at a distance. This time he's much closer. You and your best pal quietly watch him. He's black and white, fluffy and oh so adorable. What could be cuter? He ambles along, not a care in the world, sniffing here and there. But then curiosity gets the best of the guy at your side. He moves in to take a closer look at the “kitty”. Oh –