Last night, my husband and I were chatting with a neighbor over the fence in each of our yards. We have been a little apprehensive lately because there has been skunks in our neighborhood. I was going to tease my husband and say there is a skunk coming in our yard. Well I was too late.
Within minutes I literally spotted a skunk wobbling toward our car. He hid by the tire as we told our neighbor. Turns out our yard is in the path a skunk takes to go under our other neighbor's shed. Today we have even spotted 25 small, not so deep, holes dug around our yard. We think it's from the skunks looking for food.
My husband decided we should go inside but we were trying to figure out the best way to go to the porch without getting sprayed from the skunk.
We slowly walked towards our porch to not disturb the skunk so she wouldn't be frightened. Actually my hubby walked faster than me. I was trying to be slow so not to make any sudden moves. I felt like I was on a Lucy and Ethel episode that would have turned out bad for Lucy.
I was intrigued yet concerned for the safety of my healthy smell, or umm, well-being. I couldn't imagine being sprayed and stinking so badly for days. So I tried to hurry but my body wouldn't let me go faster.
We were laughing during our ordeal and hoping not to get skunked. It was rather funny. And thankfully, we did not get skunked.
Nature at it's finest.
I texted my neighbor to see if the mothballs that I placed by the shed earlier today, helped deter the skunk from getting under the shed.
Turns out he didn't stay for the skunk either. It's funny how one tiny animal can change the course of time in someone's day.
