In Northeast Ohio, there’s been talk lately about this unusual and intriguing critter that resembles a hybrid between a skunk and a squirrel.
The creature, called a “squnk,” has a squirrel’s body but a skunk’s dark black fur and white-tipped tail:
Recently, there have been multiple reports of sightings of this unusual creature in Ohio, and pictures of it have gone popular on social media. According to some theories, the “squnk” may indeed be a cross between the two species.
It turns out that this “squnk” is a black squirrel. Even without any skunk DNA, it’s still a really uncommon sight. According to Smithsonian Magazine, black squirrels are the offspring of coupling eastern gray and fox squirrels. The squirrel in question is actually an eastern gray squirrel that got a gene variation that gave it a darker pigmentation.
There is only one black squirrel for every 10,000 squirrels, making them extremely rare. They are able to stay warmer in the winter and in colder climates thanks to their darker coat, which gives them a thermal advantage over typical gray squirrels.
Since their release on campus in 1961, ten black squirrels have been an iconic feature of Kent State University, earning them the title of unofficial mascot.
Therefore, don’t worry if you see a “squnk” in Ohio; it’s only a black squirrel with some fur on its tail that resembles that of a skunk, and you won’t get sprayed.
What a remarkable creature, wow! Even while it may not be a squirrel-skunk hybrid, it is nevertheless a rare critter to find.
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My Husband Disappeared Shortly After Our Marriage — 17 Years Later, I Encountered Him at a Church Service
As the congregation dispersed, a laugh halted me in my tracks— a laugh hauntingly familiar. Turning around, I saw him. Richard’s silhouette was unmistakable, his hair now touched with grey. His eyes met mine, wide with shock, mirroring my own astonishment. It was unequivocally him.
A woman at his side asked if he was ready to leave. He briefly conversed with her before telling her to meet him at the car, and then he turned to me, setting a meeting at Tom’s Cafe on River Street.
An hour later, at the cafe, Richard, fraught with nerves, began to unravel the story of his disappearance. He confessed that an old flame, his high school sweetheart, had returned, confessing her enduring love. Caught in a tempest of past emotions, he realized he still loved her. This confession crushed me, as I had clung to his memory and the hope of his return.
Stunned, I confronted him about my unwavering loyalty. “You know that I didn’t remarry and waited for you all these years?” The shock in his expression was palpable. Overwhelmed by a torrent of emotions, I stepped outside, Richard trailing behind, apologizing profusely. I left him there, just as he had once left me.
In the aftermath, as I processed the betrayal and heartache, I resolved to forgive Richard for my peace. I reached out to Jake, opening myself to the possibility of new beginnings. But, I vowed to live for myself above all, a promise etched deep within my heart.
This story, while deeply personal, reflects the resilience of the human spirit in the face of unexpected trials and the journey towards self-discovery and forgiveness. It serves as a reminder of the strength we harbor within, capable of overcoming even the deepest of wounds.
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