Please Be Kinder to Animals

WHEN WAS the last time that you, with your own beady eyes, saw a drunken skunk? (The genuine, striped woods kitty, we mean.) It was many a fortnight ago, we'll wager. And how many four-legged drunken pigs have crossed your path over the years? Chances are, the number is mighty small, especially if you live in Manhattan or Chicago's Loop. Yet how often have you casually tossed off the phrase "as drunk as a skunk" or "drunker than a pig"?