Sunday, June 17, 2007

We woke up to another surprise in the live trap.
The thief of duck eggs, the robber of our mother mallard's hope for new life turned out to be a very mild-mannered yearling skunk.
Now I have to figure out how to get it up the mountain without too much excitement.

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