They're Back.

If you come to my house from now on out until summer, please be gracious. Or just don't come. I would not blame you. Sometimes, I wish I would not have to come home. Especially at night. It really stinks at night.

They are back.

It is skunk season.

Last night, I dreamed of them all night long. "Someone" was having a fight right outside my window when I was blogging my Kitchen Tip Tuesday post. I could actually hear the growls and gravel as they moved.

It smelled so good I could taste it in my mouth.

Blech.