Skunk in garage
We moved into a "new" neighborhood, new town. Noone told us we would have the stinky cats coming to visit.
As we raise the garage door door, my wife noticed a small furry animal darting into our garage. My wife says "I think it's a skunk". I didn't see the stripes, "Naw, it's just a cat".
I start going through the boxes, and sure enough, my wife was right!
I get out of there quick, but decide to throw rocks into the garage to try to scare the skunk out of the garage. Instead, I drove him further back into the garage until he was under the tool shelf where I couldn't get him.
We call animal control. Sure enough, the skunk is still there when the guy arrives. He has a 15 foot pole with a syringe. I'm thinking he's going to stun the thing, then take it to safety.
Sorry, nope, lethal dose of phenylbarbitol. I offer to bury the skunk. The guy says nope, he'll take care of it.
Haven't seen another one since. But, we got a German Shepard/Beagle mix dog about 4 months later, and nothing comes up my drive without "Sparkles" telling me about it.
Glen
