Every spring the grass in our back yard would grow to about waist high. Our backyard was about one quarter of an acre. We would let it grow so our horse could eat it down every year.
One year us kids went out and were crawling through the grass making tunnels. We would go way out toward the chicken house, turn toward the hog pen and barn, then head back toward the house.

We had been doing this for a while exploring different things as kids will do. I was making a new tunnel somewhere on the back side of the chicken house when, through the grass, I saw a pair of little black eyes.
I told my two sisters and brother what I saw. My brother being only five years old asked what it was, so I crept closer. Now there were four kids on their bellies sneaking through the grass towards a pair of eyes that they didn't have a clue what they belonged to.

Then the eyes started creeping towards us. We laid there quietly and I slowly reached out and moved the last little bit of grass that separated the eyes from us, there it was with several little babies with it, this black and white skunk.
I yelled, "SKUNK!!!" but it was too late. Me, being in the lead, got the worst of it; my eyes burned I couldn’t breathe. My dad was at the back door as I came gagging and coughing toward the house.

He was laughing so hard but said anyway, "You can’t go in there." So, I had to bathe and scrub down outside while everybody laughed. Never again did I want to come nose to nose with a skunk.

By: James Grimes
5/16/09

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