While carpooling to Central Washington University one spring (a long time ago), the vehicle in which I was riding (and studying for a test) came to an abrupt stop. There, crossing the highway, was Mommy Skunk, followed by five baby skunks, all in a line. Cutest thing I've ever seen, but I was very glad (for multiple reasons, especially olfactory) that we didn't hit them!
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May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view--E. Abbey