Friday Skunk Blogging

Full Moon's ex-husband, J, has a professional background in wildlife and plant biology (and ecology and conservation matters in general, really). By some sort of radar, the orphaned babies always seem to find him. A few years ago it was baby opossums, and a year or so ago he rescued a baby squirrel, which he still sees from time to time, I understand. This year it's these guys, whose mama was killed on a busy road near J's workplace.

Fortunately, he lives on a farm north of Indianapolis, a place well suited to these types of activities. According to J, they trust him, and he has not gotten sprayed. Their eyesight is poor, so the right approach is essential. But in any event, their scent glands are not yet fully developed.

Don't stare at them too long, or the cuteness might burn your eyes.