Some are born great, and some have greatness thrust upon them. So it was with my human, Tom - the greatness thrust upon him bit. I'm your roving reporter, Molly the Border Collie, with the complete story.
It was a day like any other, blue skies and lots of running room through meadows that smelled of sweet grass after a monster storm. And then we saw it - an ancient maple had fallen across the Peanuts R You shack, a famous landmark of Cape Sanduski, Oregon, crushing that venerable establishment. My human and I were on patrol and reported what we saw. The Sanduski locals, who are hard-working humans, went to work, removing the tree from the remains of the building. But there was fierce crying inside. A baby had been left alone under the floorboards, a newborn, begging for milk and his mama.
Without thought for his own safety, my human crashed through the debris and rescued Flor. Since we were unable to locate Flor's mother, Tom took it upon himself to care for the babe. The vet recommended feeding Flor kitten food mixed into goats milk. He/she gets fed every three hours.
We dogs were given strict instructions that Flor was not for eating, no matter what our instincts told us.
A Picture of Flor
Human's note: A baby skunk opens its eyes at three weeks. That's also the age at which skunks can spray.