L'amour

It's Skunk Dating Season here in the bustling metropolis of Ballyhoo, Texas, and the neighbors across the street have informed us that one has apparently decided to take up residence under the piers and beams of my 113-year-old house, because they watched him do it. Each evening, the delightful skunky aroma wafts upward through the cracks in the floor. I'm probably weird in this, but I don't