I remember when I was growing up. One day after school my brother had some of his friends over, playing outside.
My friend and I decided to bake some biscuits. They came out really nice. Putting them on the windowsill to cool, we cleaned up our mess.
When we went to get the biscuits, they had fallen outside. So we went around to pick them up. To our surprise, there was a skunk right by the biscuits. After waiting till it left, we gathered them into a bowl. “What shall we do with them?” we wondered. There was no smell, so we knew the skunk didn’t do anything. So we took them back outside and gave them to my brother and his friends, never telling them where the biscuits had been.