So the guest under my porch is one of these...
I peeked out the window onto the porch this morning and espied the li'l polecat pacing up and down in the cage.
When I left the house I went out the back door, came around, quietly got into my car, disengaged the clutch and let it roll out to the street before starting. So far, no stink.
I'm praying my 5 year old doesn't run out onto the porch this morning for a closer look. I have no idea how the trapper is going to relocate the skunk sans explosion. All I can say is, I'm glad I'm not there right now.
Did I mention that it's costing me $170 to have this thing carted away?
Did I mention that it rained all last night?
Did I mention that I have this nasty grin on my face?
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