
My Husband is awesome. He provides for our family in every way. There seems to be one creature that he keeps um... protecting me from... skunks! His skunk kill is now up to 2! The first "
Skunky" as I name it was on our honeymoon. We went to Ft. Davis for our honeymoon and drove one night to see the
Marfa Light. (More like
Marfa Yeah Right!) On the way there he runs over and kills "
Skunky."
Fastforward to this morning. I take Texas outside and right away it smells like a skunk. Over where my husband parks his truck right by the marks made by the tires was a d-e-a-d dead skunk,
Skunky II. Now I'm pretty sure that he was ran over, plus I've seen enough
CSI to know when I'm looking at evidence.
Ok to be honest I've been covering my eyes
every time I have to pass by. Hubby didn't even know what he did. When I told him, he commented on what a great hunter he is and that I should cook it and serve it to his parents and sister tonight. (I will never be that
country!) That to say this is a tribute for all the skunks that have been sacrificed to my husbands tires and all the skunks out there. P.S. Both cases were complete
accidents. My husband is very sweet and would NEVER intend to hurt innocent animals.