BeBe came face-to-face with an intruder in our garden at 11:30 last night. I don’t think she’d ever seen a skunk before in her twelve years of urban life.
She barked at the little guy, and fortunately when she lunged at him, he was facing in her direction. I spoke (no, I yelled) firmly for her to get away from him, and she must have sensed some danger by the tone of my voice: she came away immediately.
When I was 8 years old, I had my first and only encounter with a baby skunk. Being born and raised in the city, I thought it was a kitten. Until it sprayed me…
I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And I am experimenting with birth and death charts. If you wish to contact me, or request a birth chart, send an email to cdsmiller17@gmail.com. (And, in case you are also interested, I have an extensive list of celebrity birth and death details if you wish to 'confirm' what you suspect may be a past-life experience of yours.) Bless.
