The Excitable Trash-Picker

She came careening down the alley on her custom bike: "You won't believe it, but there is a skunk over there!" She pointed a flashlight down the alley towards the corner I had already dubbed as Skunk Corner and said "I can see his beady little eyes! You don't want your little dog mixing with that animal!"

Peering uncertainly into the gloom I said, "I believe you. I've seen a skunk down this way before." Pointing down 22nd Street instead of the alley, I said, "We'll go this way instead!"