I Had a Skunk Encounter
A Warm Summer Night's Skunking... I left the house at about 1:30 a.m. after fully suiting up for a skunk-seeking, including (thankfully) some vinyl gloves to wear under the usual protective gloves, which are fingerless. This ensures I don't have skunked hands and end up touching everything from my car keys and steering wheel to my cell phone case with skunkoil. I had enough trouble last time that happened.
Anyway, as I'm driving to my usual parking spot across the park I saw a beautiful bold-striped skunk duck into a pipe, and figured he was only running from my car so if I headed back for him I'd find him. Sure enough, I did, but unfortunately I had to fumble to put my cell phone in my pocket so it wouldn't be sprayed, and that gave the little stinker a head start, barely enough extra running time to allow him to duck into a pipe, where he decided to wait me out. I waited a good 15 minutes for him to leave, but he was pretty stubborn and just laid on his belly halfway through, making me wish I had a remote-controlled toy car to put in there to coax him out.
I decided after standing there sweating and being eaten alive by mosquitoes I would simply look for another skunk. Not even 5 minutes later I found one, and this little guy was too far from a hidey-hole and had to resort to a spray-and-dodge tactic. After being drenched in the face and chest with those fine amber droplets of skunkoil, I decided to let him think his frantic defense was successful. That overpowering reek hit me immediately, very rotten-eggy (sulfurous) and garlicky, a fine mix of thiols any skunk lover would be proud of. I thanked him multiple times as he scampered off to the pond to hide, and headed back to my car.
I live with 3 women now and I know none of them like my skunky aroma, so I'll just have to deodorize sooner rather than later I suppose. At least I know the lake is repopulated with skunks so I can always go back for more! I so adore being graced with Parfum de Mouffette..
Anyway, as I'm driving to my usual parking spot across the park I saw a beautiful bold-striped skunk duck into a pipe, and figured he was only running from my car so if I headed back for him I'd find him. Sure enough, I did, but unfortunately I had to fumble to put my cell phone in my pocket so it wouldn't be sprayed, and that gave the little stinker a head start, barely enough extra running time to allow him to duck into a pipe, where he decided to wait me out. I waited a good 15 minutes for him to leave, but he was pretty stubborn and just laid on his belly halfway through, making me wish I had a remote-controlled toy car to put in there to coax him out.
I decided after standing there sweating and being eaten alive by mosquitoes I would simply look for another skunk. Not even 5 minutes later I found one, and this little guy was too far from a hidey-hole and had to resort to a spray-and-dodge tactic. After being drenched in the face and chest with those fine amber droplets of skunkoil, I decided to let him think his frantic defense was successful. That overpowering reek hit me immediately, very rotten-eggy (sulfurous) and garlicky, a fine mix of thiols any skunk lover would be proud of. I thanked him multiple times as he scampered off to the pond to hide, and headed back to my car.
I live with 3 women now and I know none of them like my skunky aroma, so I'll just have to deodorize sooner rather than later I suppose. At least I know the lake is repopulated with skunks so I can always go back for more! I so adore being graced with Parfum de Mouffette..
