The skunk has officially died. Well, he died a couple of days ago. As you can see from the photographic evidence, Shelby successfully opened him up, removed the stuffing, and then pulled out his clear plastic squeaker. She also took off one of his legs in the process, and now is having fun flipping his skin around the apartment. Maybe that part will last five months.
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That is awesome, i know a place where she should hang out for a few days, a jackrabbit would be on the menu. Will post pics (you know where) of the carnage that my Pyramid Lake charity case, name of Cabela, has been causing since the snow fell.
We are talking real rabbits, as big as your pooch is. (as long as she can make friends with the neighbor St. Bernard and the coyotes.)
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