How do you like your skunk steak? Rare? Rarely? Not this great horned owl—he’s taking his on the hoof, for a midnight snack. It’s plenty smelly, but it fills his belly. Sure it’s stink, stank, stunk when he confiscates a skunk—he’ll even end up with a skunky bunk. But when it comes down to sink or starve, it’s better to be fed than dead. The skunk was planning to eat in when the owl dropped by—it’s only once in a lifetime he gets taken out for dinner.
