Kindness and the Skunk
A few days ago from the writing window a rustling caught my eye. Heading straight for me was a large, limping skunk with a very puffy tuft of white hair covering her back like a lovely fur coat. As she approached, it occurred to me that no one really prays for skunks, except maybe to say while driving, Please God, don’t let me hit this thing. We make assumptions about skunks. We think we know them. No, skunks, like stink bugs have a bad rap with very few finding the good in t