Skunkin'

Date: 9/10/2017

Walking down the gravel road (from the hay meadow) at my parents place, I'm with a group of people. They're all my age-ish and I assume they're my friends. So we're walking and I quickly glance over at the slough and see a skunk (but this skunk is bigger than a wolverine). I don't want to get sprayed so I take off running, which apparently attracts the skunk. My friends tell me not to run but I kept going. I realize I'm way faster than the skunk but I'm low on stamina so I slow it down a bit and keep trucking. The skunk stops, turns, and spray at Gus's and by the time he sprays I'm at the corner and keep going. But now I've arrived at the real shocker: the trees by mom and dad's have been picked apart. I finally slow down and appear aghast at the tree destruction.