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what did I do 
Here is a little farm story for you all. I'm not the best writer (dyslexic) but living out on the farm gives you lost to write about or you never remember what all happens. This was a blog post from a few years ago.
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I can’t believe it we got skunked once again. This time it was bad you could actually see where the skunk sprayed. The cats and dog seem to be ok so that’s good. Diane, 5 at the time, went out side first thing in the morning with her blankets and promptly sat down in the skunk spray. And now, I just can’t seem to get it through her head that she should stay off the porch and out of the skunk spray. I treated the spots with all the baking soda and peroxide first thing this morning – I think it’s kind of ruined my day.
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Well over the last 2 days we’ve been on a skunk hunt and skunk cleaning. It’s hard to believe how much work one little skunk can cause!
After my last post the kids destroyed the room their toys are in then Judy broke eggs on the carpet while I took a shower.
MIL came over walking through the white stuff I put on the skunk spray then commented, “I don’t smell anything” while she was walking through the egg on the floor. I didn’t say anything to her.
I quick loaded up the kids and took them to their Dad, 60 miles away, then went to town to get more supplies and an Ace bandage for my foot that I seem to be turning often.
After I got home, I continued to clean. Then Dad came home after leaving the kids with MIL while we hunted skunk. We tried to flush a skunk out of the culvert with water while I stood with a gun, a 33 (it turned out the gun didn’t have any bullets in it). Nothing came out so we checked other culverts and holes and found nothing. We came back for a quick bite for dinner then more cleaning. As Dad was taking out the garbage, he noticed the tail of a skunk. He quickly went and got the gophanator (anhydrous sp?) while I stood guard with the gun (the one that didn’t have any shells in it). He turned on the gas and we waited to see if the skunk would show himself. Nothing happened but I did get a whiff of the gophanator gas and had to make a quick run for clean air. After a few minutes, Dad gave the skunk a big shot of the gas. We then went looking to see if we could find more skunks or holes. The skunk sprayed while it was dieing and the smell of the gas along with skunk does a little more than stink, I’ll just say it was a very bad smell!!!!!! The wind was blowing the smell right past our front door and into the house and into our cars!!!! Dad hulled the skunk away with a tractor only to have the tractor quit after he buried the skunk (the skunk did make it out of the hole but didn’t get very far before he died).
It’s hard to believe the skunk was living only a few feet from us all summer and we didn’t even know about it. Just think the kids were playing close to him most days!! We figure the reason we could never find the skunk was because he was so close and could escape so easy. What a life for a skunk food everyday fresh water – must have been an easy life for him. I think one reason her sprayed is because there wasn’t any food out for him that night and he was mad about it.
I spent the whole day cleaning the front deck. I think the skunk sprayed 3 or more times just on the deck, then once off the deck, once on the pickup and once on the trailer. I noticed Lady got sprayed too, the first time she has been skunk sprayed (and only time), when the kids brought her into the house because of some heavy clouds.
I’ve seen all the cats except the shop cat that was here the night all this happened. I wonder if he was sprayed too.
:gig I'm dying of laughter. You have to undrstand I am from Maine, and dry humor is very appreciated!! 
lol
, everyone here is a chicken addict 
, people may look at you weird when you tell them, but its way better to be addicted to chickens then all the other stuff out there.............
I need to candle I guess to see if anything is going on.
