But then I ran into Mr. Stinky here. What. Is. This. I had to laugh. He was making quite a spectacle each time a potential bidder would walk in and check out the prospects. Just wondering if stuffed skunks have become the new collectible!
The auction was starting much later than anticpated and I didn't have a whole lot of time. Dear Hubs was home watching Dear Bebe for me so... I left and headed for the outdoor fleamarket. With what time I had left I scoured table after table and brought home a few goodies.
An interesting and fun day ... there's a saying I think for this:
Country auctions are like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're going to get!