I went out for my nightly walk on the meadow path tonight and saw two exciting things. Just as I neared the outer edge of the field I saw this season's first firefly warming up in the twilight. Before that though, just as I got onto the path I was startled by a more thrilling creature - by thrilling I mean I sort of jumped when I saw him (or her) - a baby skunk! I had a camera but by the time I got over my shock he had jumped into the tall grass. Needless to say, I didn't follow!
He was a cute little thing, about the size of a large kitten with a furry tale and the fun little stripe - and apparently they don't smell at that age because I had no warning from my nose of his presence.
It's not like I've never seen a skunk lurking around here but never a baby that small. Too funny. I'm glad I didn't run into his momma. :) Next time I'll try to catch his photo. (maybe)