...And Mrs. Rose asks, "Please, be kind to all animals all the time. You'll make the world a better place for us!"
This is always the best spot to get a picture of her with her sweet face turned up to me. In other places, she's usually concentrating on the ground because she's looking for things to eat. There's a hole under the big rock she has her paw on; just before she ducks under she'll look up at me if I'm there, because she knows I always have a treat for her. Today's treat was a little bit of a scrambled egg. By my reckoning, she's nearly five years old. Skunks can live up to ten years, but five or six is the average. I hope Mrs. Rose is one of the ones who makes it to ten! And, the reason I can always tell Mrs. Rose apart from other skunks is because her nose is pink; she's the only skunk I've ever known that has a pink nose, but I don't know why it's pink...
Ohhhh! The sweetest treasure is darling Mrs. Rose!!
ReplyDeleteI clicked to enlarge the image to really see her. It's as though she's looking at me... although, I know that's not true, but, I'll content myself with that thought.
The cutest face she has!
And her wee paw on the mossy stone. My heart has melted into a puddle.
I think of her so very often, I really do! And, am in awe that she honours you with her trust - you, Victoria, the Magic Mountain Mama to all wild beings.
I too wish a long, long life for this most darling of all wild creatures. She has a warm place in my heart, even though I've never met her.
She is extra special, with her delightful pink nose :)
Tell her, Vicki from across the sea, sends her love when you see her this evening, please.
And please everyone, be kind to animals on this, and all days, always.
xxx
How sweet Victoria and you are very brave my friend... :) Hugs! deb
ReplyDeleteMrs Rose is adorable! I would like to hear the whole story here, as I'm sure there must be more to your relationship with a wild skunk.
ReplyDeleteMy great aunt once told me a story of how she was walking to town and came upon a wild skunk who had got stuck with his head inside a discarded tin can. Obviously, he had been trying to get the tasty morsels in the bottom of the can, but the rim kept him stuck, and he couldn't withdraw his head. My aunt, who was a lover of nature and a farm girl, cautiously approached the skunk talking to him all the while. The back end of him being outside the can didn't bother her at all. She just knew she had to help this poor creature. While she talked to him, she gently got his head free. She was so pleased with him for not being afraid and knowing that she was there to help him not harm him, and he didn't become aggressive or spray her. Isn't that a nice story?
We need to be very kind to our wild neighbours every day.
Wendy
That is such a heartwarming story, Wendy :)
DeleteDear Victoria,
ReplyDeleteHow enchanting, that you have such a close relationship with Mrs. Rose.. (and I love her name) What a sweet story... Who knew she would enjoy scrambled eggs.
I love all creatures, great and small.. Thank you so much for sharing.
fondly,
Penny
I adore animals! <3
ReplyDeleteDear Victoria - I love Mrs. Rose and her pink nose. I am sure she knows you are a real friend too. Thanks for sharing. Have a delightful day.
ReplyDeleteShe's so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteVicki, I passed on your words to Mrs. Rose...she looked very pleased and happy.
ReplyDeleteWendy, that is a lovely story, thank you for sharing it here.
I wish all people were as kind to animals as you dear ones who commented on this post! Blessings to all of you...