Yesterday a man came to look at my problem flooring, and while he was doing his inspection, Chico, Bonney, and I all played with the skunk tug. I had it by the tail, Chico – on my left -had a front leg, Bonney – on my right – a rear one, and we all rassled around for 30 or 45 seconds like that.
We have not been able to do that before.
Every other time, since June when she came, if Bonney wanted to tug, Chico just went away.
I was and still am so danged happy. I was praising like crazy, and laughing … the floor man must have wondered about his future client’s sanity.