What an adorable baby skunk! Look at him, all shmooshy and sleepy!
He’s just the *sweetest* little guy in the whole wide world!
Oooh, my favorite little fella’s waking up!
No kidding, I’m waking up. I bet it has nothing to do with your insipid yapping. And FYI: Dreams don’t come true, because guess what? I’m still here…in the House that Beige Built.
Now, why don’t you put me down and run and get my lunch. And sweetie? You may want to rethink that lipstick, because it’s only enhancing that trout pout.
Don’t you love that new skunk smell, Sara?