Ah the joys of country life.
Tuesday morning I went directly home from the fire station to build a mount for a fire suppression panel and bottle.
So now it is about 1100 and my wife comes running out to the shop, shall we say, rather excited based upon the fact that I can hear her over a grinder and 29dB earplugs.
As I am running towards the house, she informs me that there is a skunk in the house!
She heard the dogs bark and opened the back door to see what the commotion was all about. It was like a prayer answered for the adolescent female skunk who had somehow gotten inside the cyclone fence. A chance to escape from those mean nasty watch dogs. Well they watch the food bowl anyway...
Before she came to get me, she had the sense to shut all of the doors going to the rooms. She left the front and back door hoping the dogs might chase
it out. The dogs, having been sprayed mere moments ago still remembered this fact and wanted nothing to do with the polecat. The part about being sprayed regularly for barking at them was long since forgotten.
The aroma is already intense. So I run inside to see it in the kitchen and decide probably the best method to get it out is to try to coax it out slowly with a broom. At this point it ran past me on its way down the hall. Before I can get the broom out of the laundry room, it comes back up the hall and tries to run into the room with me. Here I am trying to block the thing from entering with my boot like you do a cat all the while remembering that approximately 10% of skunks are rabid.
It finally makes it in and in its excitement manages to give not so much of a spray as a dribble in the laundry room and ... on me... At this point it is merely trying to find a place to hide.
I slowly coaxed it arond the house until it went back out the back door but not until we orbited the house for a few minutes. I finally got it back out in the backyard and got a clear shot at it.
Orange TKO does a pretty good job of cleaning up spray. You find the strong areas one by one.
What fun!

Tuesday morning I went directly home from the fire station to build a mount for a fire suppression panel and bottle.
So now it is about 1100 and my wife comes running out to the shop, shall we say, rather excited based upon the fact that I can hear her over a grinder and 29dB earplugs.
As I am running towards the house, she informs me that there is a skunk in the house!



She heard the dogs bark and opened the back door to see what the commotion was all about. It was like a prayer answered for the adolescent female skunk who had somehow gotten inside the cyclone fence. A chance to escape from those mean nasty watch dogs. Well they watch the food bowl anyway...
Before she came to get me, she had the sense to shut all of the doors going to the rooms. She left the front and back door hoping the dogs might chase

The aroma is already intense. So I run inside to see it in the kitchen and decide probably the best method to get it out is to try to coax it out slowly with a broom. At this point it ran past me on its way down the hall. Before I can get the broom out of the laundry room, it comes back up the hall and tries to run into the room with me. Here I am trying to block the thing from entering with my boot like you do a cat all the while remembering that approximately 10% of skunks are rabid.
It finally makes it in and in its excitement manages to give not so much of a spray as a dribble in the laundry room and ... on me... At this point it is merely trying to find a place to hide.
I slowly coaxed it arond the house until it went back out the back door but not until we orbited the house for a few minutes. I finally got it back out in the backyard and got a clear shot at it.
Orange TKO does a pretty good job of cleaning up spray. You find the strong areas one by one.
What fun!

