Moondoggie, if you find a skunk under there I'm giving you back to the Humane Society.
I’m sure that skunks are very important to biodiversity and hold a very important place in the ecosystem.
I just don’t like the way they smell.
Hey, I even saved a baby skunk’s life once.
My husband came in one morning and told me that he inadvertently caught a baby skunk in a rattrap. He told me that he was just going to let it die so he didn’t get sprayed.
I peeked at it and saw how cute it was and I noticed that his back foot was barely stuck in the trap. I couldn’t let it die—It was so precious.
So I covered my whole body from head to toe in clothes that I didn’t care about and carefully approached the little skunklet. I took deep slow breaths and tried to keep calm, thinking myself quite the Dr. Doolittle. I could sense that it had no fear of me. I thought this little animal knows I mean it no harm. It knows instinctively that I am going to open the trap and set it free.
It had crawled under a fence and the trap was lodged there. I approached from the front. It was stuck pretty good under the fence so I knew it couldn’t turn it’s tail toward me. Hey, I know nature. So here I come slowly covered in rags, slowly, slowly, slowly.
I start to talk to the poor little frightened creature in a low soothing voice. “It’s O.K. little guy, It’s going to be alright. Don’t you worry.” It was so cute, stuck in the trap so helpless and sweet.
I stretched my gloved hand slowly toward the trap, keeping my eyes on the terrified little critter’s adorable face.