Somebody got skunked. See if you can guess which of these guys ran into a stinky new friend.
(Answer: A. Minnow the Dog.)
Because he is an eternal optimist, Minnow eagerly runs over to the corner of the yard where he met up with the skunk every single time he goes outside. He is looking for the skunk. He wants to renew his friendship with the skunk.
I am a little worried that the skunk (let's call him Pepé) has taken up residence underneath our playhouse, in an underground apartment that I know for a fact used to be inhabited by a friendly waddling groundhog who did not make nasty smells in the yard, and who didn't even cause any problems in our garden. I made some mothball bombs and begged Mark to toss them around/under/in the playhouse. We shall see. The original skunking occurred one week ago tomorrow.