Those babies aren't so cute and cuddly

Part of animal care is feeding and shifting in the animals every evening. Tuesday, I tagged along with Tom to close. When we got to quarantine, it was time to feed our 3 baby skunks. He prepared the vegetable portion of their diet while I opened the door to give them meat.

Me: "Ew. I'm pretty sure that's not supposed to be happening!"
*shoves face into wall*
--: "What? Is he dead?"
Me: * peaks around wall* "I don't know. YES!"
* shoves face back into wall and squeezes arm*

    The two larger skunks had been fighting over the smaller skunk. Originally, I thought they had ripped a small part of his skin open. Turns out they had ripped his head off and were fighting over the rest of the body. The head was only held on by a small sliver of skin. Possibly the most horrific moment of my summer. Even worse than playing tug-of-war with headless geese in an effort to skin their still warm bodies.
    All in all, a horrible moment that I will never forget. Now I can't look at those baby skunks the same, regardless of how fuzzy and adorable they are. They are vicious creatures.
    We had to bury two skunks that evening, because we had to euthanize one that someone brought in. Sad, sad times.

   Guided Discoveries are almost done for me. My last day is tomorrow. I enjoy working with children, but the past two weeks have been quite a challenge. When you lack interest in what your trying to teach, it ruins the experience for everyone. Thus, I have been putting a lot of energy toward keeping the kids and myself excited. More of a challenge than I anticipated.

    Last night we went to see Zookeeper. Greatest movie I have seen in a very long time. I highly recommend it. :) I cackled the entire time, when I wasn't "aww"ing, as per my usual.

I plan on ending this summer with a bang. I have no idea how, but it is more than deserving of a wonderful ending. :)

    If you've been following the chronicles of Brittany's heart, you know I've been making stupid decisions. He stopped speaking to me (for whatever reason) for a month, and I told myself I would make him sweat it out and not answer his message. Yeah, I made him sweat...... no not really. I answered him two days after he sent it, which is longer than my usual same day response. In other words, I caved as I always do. Sad town.
    I'm working on improvements. No worries. :p