As I walked out of work this evening, I happened to glance over at the dumpsters across the parking lot. I work pretty close to the foothills, and wildlife is pretty common in the area – bunnies, deer, foxes, the occasional elk, and even mountain lions have been known to prowl down into the neighborhoods and business parks.
So when I caught a glimpse of something black and white and obviously skunk-like, I was immediately alert. There was that brief moment of, “hey, a skunk!” but almost immediately I was pretty sure that something was…not right.
I wandered closer for a more careful inspection.
And then I stood and stared for a moment.
I have no idea what that thing is. I have no idea why someone in my office building wanted to throw it away. (Okay, I take that back. I mean…look at it.) I have no idea why someone, having decided to throw it away, decided that instead of putting it in the dumpter they would set it next to the dumpster. It was utterly perplexing.
I do, however, think it says something about my increased maturity and common sense that I resisted the urge to bring it home with me.