Discriminating Skunks Prefer PB&J With the Crusts Cut Off

Magali doesn't ever eat the whole sandwich. So she left it outside our sliding glass door on a bench. As I was locking up for the night I saw it and thought, "I'll just clean it up tomorrow." Then around 2am I saw a little something out of the corner of my eye. I grabbed my camera and took these very low light stealth images of this little guy.

Now, we live in Cambridge, Massachusetts which is a sizable city. We don't often see skunks so it was cool enough for me to wake Sara, "Hey Sara, sorry to wake you, but there is a skunk hanging out eating a sandwich outside our door. Do you want to see?"

Without a second thought she grabbed her glasses and leaped out of bed. I told her I was taking some pictures of it for the kids. She asked me to just not piss it off.

Let me share with you some wonderful lyrics to an old blues song by Barbecue Bob. It called "Black Skunk Blues"

I caught a pretty little animal
It was all stripy black and white
I caught a pretty little animal
It was all stripy black and white
What it done to me
spoiled me the rest of my life

I thought it was a squirrel
I took him into my camp
I thought it was a squirrel
I took him into my camp
When I put him down
all my clothes was damp

All the people around me
They give me plenty of air
All the people around me
They give me plenty of air
It was so dog gone strong
I smelled it everywhere

I never smelled a smell
That smelled so dog gone bad
I never smelled a smell
That smelled so dog gone bad
It was the worst old smell
Baby I ever had

I jumped into the water
I scrub, scrub, scrub, scrub
But I just smell stronger
Baby, the harder I rub

It was a dog gone pole cat
And he ain't no friend of mine
It was a dog gone pole cat
And he ain't no friend of mine
He had pretty little white stripes
But he ain't worth a dog gone damn

More of today's pictures: HERE