As young children, our parents always come up with cute little names for us. My brother and I were no exception when we found a pet to bring home to show mom.
We were only about three and four years old. My brother was the oldest. Some of our friends had wanted us to play, and mom had said that it was okay. She knew that we would not go very far. After being gone for quite awhile, we came across a black and white kitty cat. The kitty cat had a white stripe down its back. Somehow, we were able to pick it up, and bring it home.
Coming through the back door, we were all excited about showing mom the kitty. "Mommy! Look at the pretty kitty cat we found", exclaims my brother Randy, excitedly. Mom had been washing dishes, so she did not see us come inside right away. "Oh, how cu----".
She could not get the whole sentence out because what she saw us holding in our arms was a skunk!