prune picker

This is the blog of a prune picker. (Native born Californian) Retired oilfield. I am an old man. I blog a lot about my body and getting old. As I approach death life gets more interesting. More interesting is not good. I still drive. I attend sports, music, and civic events. I am writing my memoirs. I attend swim class three times a week. Some of my blogs might be interesting. A lot of my blogs are silly and trivial. None are very long.

Friday, November 11, 2011

Death in the front yard.

I was the finger man. We have been having trouble with a skunk that seemed to live in our yard. Midnight, the family lab, and the skunk did not get along and occasionally skunk smell would fill the house and my fifth trailer. It would even wake John up from sleep. Midnight smelled bad most of the time.

When I came home from a basketball game I saw the skunk run into a pipe under the driveway. I alerted John and he and his faithful 410 did in the skunk.


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