I Had a Skunk Encounter
Becoming A Skunk Addict.... I got the urge halfway through the night to go back to the lake. I know it's only been a few days and I was still quite skunky, but the itch remained. As usual, I decided if I'm going to shut my nagging up, I'd better just flip a coin, so that way I can just blame chance if I end up staying behind. The coin toss, however, said yes.
I got to the lake shortly before 11 p.m. and saw a skunk right away, but it was right at the tree line. He noticed my flashlight beam and ducked right back into that inaccessible bushy creek area I won't risk hurting myself to stomp through. I then decided to comb the park.
After a good, oh, hour of looking all around the North side of the golf course and finding bloody nothing I decided to look deeper south on the other side. Sure enough, I found a very adorable skunk kit just laying down by a tree, possibly napping. I walked up to him slowly with my flashlight still on and talked sweetly to him, thinking since he was just lying there still perhaps he was either sick or hurt, or surrendering to me. After about a minute of telling him in calm, gentle tones that I wouldn't harm him, the little stinker got to his feet and started running, so I nabbed his tail and commenced the milking. He got bitey right away, so I had to drop Penelope as a decoy (their bites don't seem to hurt her at all) and got a few really nice squirts out of him.
I let him go and examined my arms. One was GLISTENING with a heavy amount of skunkoil on one spot, so I took off my shoes at once and commenced rubbing all the excess musk onto my feet, inside my pants, etc. leaving nowhere unskunked. It was then I realized I'd neglected my hair once again.
I looked further for another skunk and when I had turned back to give up I saw a curious figure up against a tree. Approaching revealed it was a cute fluffy black tail, and sure enough, another skunk, this one looked about teenage or yearling. A quick chase through some bushes and a tail grab later and again came some quick heavy squirts of that wonderful overpowering musk. Immediately I combed them through my hair, skunking my scalp, and all the excess musk I could get I rubbed into my arms, chest, and neck everywhere I could.
Victorious, I headed back to my car but saw no more skunks, sadly. I reek wonderfully now of course, just smelling skunk, skunk and more skunk, very fresh and potent. I'm flooding every room I stay in with that magnificent reek and couldn't be happier about it. If anything, the only issue I run into is that the smell is very distracting. It's difficult concentrating on reading or playing video games when your brain keeps saying "Skunk! Skunk! Skunk!" with each breath. :P
I think I'll have to enforce a definite stay on chasing though. 4 visits to the lake in 7 days? That's overkill, you know? The skunks seem to be catching on too and look like they are avoiding the usual hangouts because they EXPECT me to show up there. This might not be the case but certainly it appears to be, since I looked in all their previous grub-hunting locations and found not a single stinker.
It's also going to make job-hunting impossible if I show up reeking of skunk, so I think once I inevitably deodorize (right now I'm going over a week skunked without doing so) I'll return to only chasing once or twice a month.
Happy Skunktember everyone.
I got to the lake shortly before 11 p.m. and saw a skunk right away, but it was right at the tree line. He noticed my flashlight beam and ducked right back into that inaccessible bushy creek area I won't risk hurting myself to stomp through. I then decided to comb the park.
After a good, oh, hour of looking all around the North side of the golf course and finding bloody nothing I decided to look deeper south on the other side. Sure enough, I found a very adorable skunk kit just laying down by a tree, possibly napping. I walked up to him slowly with my flashlight still on and talked sweetly to him, thinking since he was just lying there still perhaps he was either sick or hurt, or surrendering to me. After about a minute of telling him in calm, gentle tones that I wouldn't harm him, the little stinker got to his feet and started running, so I nabbed his tail and commenced the milking. He got bitey right away, so I had to drop Penelope as a decoy (their bites don't seem to hurt her at all) and got a few really nice squirts out of him.
I let him go and examined my arms. One was GLISTENING with a heavy amount of skunkoil on one spot, so I took off my shoes at once and commenced rubbing all the excess musk onto my feet, inside my pants, etc. leaving nowhere unskunked. It was then I realized I'd neglected my hair once again.
I looked further for another skunk and when I had turned back to give up I saw a curious figure up against a tree. Approaching revealed it was a cute fluffy black tail, and sure enough, another skunk, this one looked about teenage or yearling. A quick chase through some bushes and a tail grab later and again came some quick heavy squirts of that wonderful overpowering musk. Immediately I combed them through my hair, skunking my scalp, and all the excess musk I could get I rubbed into my arms, chest, and neck everywhere I could.
Victorious, I headed back to my car but saw no more skunks, sadly. I reek wonderfully now of course, just smelling skunk, skunk and more skunk, very fresh and potent. I'm flooding every room I stay in with that magnificent reek and couldn't be happier about it. If anything, the only issue I run into is that the smell is very distracting. It's difficult concentrating on reading or playing video games when your brain keeps saying "Skunk! Skunk! Skunk!" with each breath. :P
I think I'll have to enforce a definite stay on chasing though. 4 visits to the lake in 7 days? That's overkill, you know? The skunks seem to be catching on too and look like they are avoiding the usual hangouts because they EXPECT me to show up there. This might not be the case but certainly it appears to be, since I looked in all their previous grub-hunting locations and found not a single stinker.
It's also going to make job-hunting impossible if I show up reeking of skunk, so I think once I inevitably deodorize (right now I'm going over a week skunked without doing so) I'll return to only chasing once or twice a month.
Happy Skunktember everyone.
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