I swear, I'm not sure if I should agonize to Mother Nature, or curse her, as I have rarely ever thought worse of a living creature as I do now.
The cellar needed cleaning still, I realized, though once I got down there, I had to light a considerable number of candles. It took me all of five minutes to notice just what sort of trouble I'd gotten myself into.
Now, snakes, bats, and other species of creepy crawlies I had quite gotten used to expecting down in the dank room that had not been investigated or even entered for years. Though what was actually there I'll never live down.
Skunks. A family of five of them. All five of them saw me.
All five of them....sprayed me.
The thought makes me feel naucious again, because the thought means I remember how it smells, and it's as if I can smell it all over again through the clothespin I've placed rather painfull over my nose.
Pardon me, I think I'll go retreat to one of the bathrooms.
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