Hello Friends,
We are still without the internet, however, we have a friend who offered to let me use his computer and do a little blogging. The moving process left little to be desired, but I think we're finally settled in. We had an adventure not long after arriving at our new home...
One night, Jeremiah went outside to get the dolly to move our refridgerator to a different spot in the kitchen. He barely made it out our front door when he cam flying back inside, white as a ghost. He saw a skunk right outside our front door walking across the patio. We got the flashlight and were unable to find the nasty critter, so we figured we had scared him away.
Later that night we were heading across the yard and into the wood shed. Jeremiah carried Elijah on his shoulders and I carried the flashlight. We were looking at some beady eyes out in the field when we heard noise behind us. The skunk was back. He appeared to be chasing us but we learned that they can't see farther than 10 feet in front of them, so that was just our imagination. He went straight to our patio and slipped underneath our house! That's where he stayed for the next 10 days! (My father in-law figured he had come out that night, and put a block in front of the hole the next morning). WRONG!
Anyway, one day I smelled it under our kitchen sink. Everyone thought I was crazy, however, they moved the block out of the front of the door, thinking that if my crazy self was right, he would come out.
Well, wouldn't you know, the pregnant woman's senses were right (always are). Jeremiah woke up at 2:30am, that night, and got up to get a drink. He just happened to be looking outside the door when out stumbles our smelly housemate. He ran off and we never saw him again that night.
We awoke around 8:45 the next morning and were getting ready to do some work outside when, much to our surprise, in broad daylight, that little bugger came back and tried to get under the house again (but we had blocked the hole). Jeremiah grabbed the 22, and I kept an eye on the skunk while he loaded it.
The skunk ended up running out into the field and under a piece of farm equipment. We spent a good 30 minutes throwing fireworks to try and smoke it out, spraying water, and tossing rocks on to the bush hog. That stinker wouldn't budge. So, we hooked some chains up to the tractor and the bush hog and I pulled it. The skunk ran with the bush hog as fast as he could, but I drove faster than he could run and eventually, he fell too far behind and BANG! BANG! He croaked! WOO HOO! I can't explain the adrenaline that ran through my pregnant body, but I was sure I was headed straight for labor.
Anyway, here are a couple pictures of our huntee...
Welcome to the country, Helveys. YIKES!
He did spray, but we didn't realize it until we were headed back to the house... downwind. UFDAH! Did we ever get a shower! NASTY.
Ever since our adventure, Elijah has been telling everyone to "watch out for the stunk".
