Sequoia continued to scream and run every time he saw his baby brother. Jeronimo decided to corner his older brother where he couldn't escape then sidle over to him backwards. Ever so slowly and carefully the baby would sit on Sequoia. Sequoia screamed and wiggled to freedom, charging to the other side of the house Jeronimo patiently followed, nose sniffing like a bloodhound, only to sit on him again. Sometimes Jeronimo hauled himself into bed with me and find his older brother. There was only a brief time when he was allowed to do this and for excellent reason. My heart!
May 21, 2010
Pet skunks for sale. This is a temptation. So cute. The new skunk owner can show them off, out on a leash which will just slide off their pointed head. They are so snugly, a person can sleep with them and they are suffocated or someone is bit. They sleep all day so a prospective owner might believe they don't really need a person to be around, that the pet skunk might need less attention than a dog or cat - when they need the person just as much or they can go wild. Understanding the exotic pet skunk before buying is enjoyable by reading stories, skunk humor and pet skunk care tips.
April 19, 2010
If not for Blossom's screams.... but trimming pet skunk nail trimming has never been easy.
April 14, 2010
Pet skunks and food are tricky things. My story.... I smelled the eggs in the skillet. I remember mumbling something like, 'idiot' because I just knew he was going to fall for it and give them an egg. But I fell back to sleep before I could yell that they did eat. Sometime later I woke and called for Hubby. "Did you give them an egg?" Hubby said, "Yes, I fed them. They acted like they were starving." I knew that meant a five-course breakfast. "Noooo, I fed them, they just would eat the egg if you made it." This was life after pet skunks. The empty-nesting peaceful life after kids left the house, only not so different at all.
March 31, 2010
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Pet skunks, well. . . they are not supposed to run into walls, but Blossom does because of Lacey. Lacey decides to leave the room at the same time and crowds Blossom out from going through the door. Blossom has no where to go but into the corner -- smack into the wall.
March 23, 2010
When Sage went down the rabbit hole. . . I dove onto the floor, grabbing him by the scruff and pulling. I couldn’t let go or he would die. I pulled and stretched and pulled. It was like giving birth. Until out of a tiny hole popped a twelveteen-pound skunk. This and more Sage the pet skunk stories in memorial. . .
January 22, 2010
Pet skunks are sarcastic. That is why mine are for sale. Forgive me if I am a bit cranky, but that is what the exotics pets said to me. The elder cat said I am essentially a turnip.... You can feel sorry for me anytime here. I used to be a Pollyanna. Today changed me forever. Living with my great-great-great-grandfather could not be more enlightening than this ancient cat and these flippant pet skunks.
October 7, 2009
On her last trip out Lacey ran to the door and swung it shut so hard it almost latched, just missing Blossom's wide skunkie butt as she galloped out into the hallway. "Don't let the door hit you in the a** on the way out!" Lacey yelled. Then she primly came back to slid onto the floor and wait. Yes, our little Lacey has found her voice, finally. But that is another story.
July 10, 2009
There is not enough love in the world -- and there are never enough litter pans in a skunk house. I know that's a stretch and I do love my skunkies... but they do run me ragged over this.
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