Fiorella is nothing if not obsessive. So, having racked up armadillo number six on her scorecard yesterday, she raced downstairs this morning and checked to see if there was a number seven.
Yes! The trap had been sprung, but what was that in it? It looked like--it was! A skunk!
Be interesting to see how the trapper man handles this one.
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