We were cooking dinner Sunday evening when my wife, Lois, looked out the sliding glass door in the kitchen and yelled, “Quick, bring the camera!”
It was the neighborhood skunk, wandering around our patio and looking up on the deck.
We’ve been encountered this particular skunk in our backyard over the last 5 or 6 years. There’s a hole under the fence on the north side of the yard and another hole under the fence on the south side … and the skunk passes back and forth through our yard via these holes as it makes its nightly rounds through the neighborhood in search of snails, insects, small rodents and other good things to eat.
Several years ago I tried covering the holes but the skunk just dug them up again. It finally dawned on me that the skunk wasn’t really causing any problems, so why bother blocking its holes? So I stopped and we’ve been getting along just find ever since then.
Sometimes we run into each other in the spring and summer when I’m out late watering the garden. “Hi, skunk,” I’ll say. “Hi, man,” he/she responds.
There’s never been even a “hint of mint” in the air when I encounter the skunk … but I don’t think I’d like to be around if a dog ran up and started barking. /Gary