What's that smell?

Sunday morning Mom wanted to sleep in but Dad woke her up, standing in the doorway he said, “We’ve got a problem.”

Now wait just a minute. Do not assume that because I am writing this column that it was my fault. I mean it was but it is not nice to just assume.

Sunday I learned what all the talk was about “leaving the black and white kitties alone” and “don’t find any skunks.” I mean what is a sku...