Sad Skunk News

I have apparently squeaked the squawk right out of a squeaker. I don't usually break my toys (except for that little goose that I pulled the head off of...). There's just something about that skunk, though. I love that thing. And tonight Mom and I discovered that the squeaker in the tail no longer works. Oops. The one in the skunk's head's o.k., though, so I can still squeak there.

I've pulled some of the fur off of the side, too. Maybe I've been a little rougher with the skunk than I am with my other toys. I'm telling ya, though...that's an awesome skunk! Mom's gonna need to go back to Galena and get me another one.