So we live in this huge city known specifically for its suburban sprawl but somehow wildlife manages to survive in this urban jungle. Tonight the activity of choice in our apartment building was skunk hunting. Last fall we had a resident skunk who apparently was quite large, or so we thought. This summer we figured out that maybe Mrs. Skunk wasn't overweight, but, like half our apartment building, was pregnant...with up to 10 baby skunks. So now we have a skunk colony living somewhere between the apartment buildings and the carport. Last week two of our neighbors, Andrew and Francisco, chased a baby skunk down into the laundry room, where it was then removed (and we'll say "released") by the Fuller maintenance men. Well, tonight two more skunks showed right across from our front porch and the chase was on. Francisco rounded up our other neighbors, Guy and Josh, and they ran around the building chasing the skunks. David jumped in too while I stayed on our front porch and watched the action with our other neighbor, Sherri. Thankfully, Joel slept through all the yelling and shrieking. Unfortunately, the hunt was unsuccessful and the skunks escaped to their hiding place but thankfully, no one was sprayed.
