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According to the DNR here, humans are rarely sprayed because we (usually) have the common sense to leave them alone, but dogs especially are too curious for their own good and can't pass up the opportunity to engage a skunk.I worry when I smell one at night. I don't want Teddy to see one, because he will want to play with it. That would be a really bad thing.
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We've owned two dogs since being married. Both got skunked once each.
Timenspace
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Whoooow, two skunks in one afternoon? Is there a forest nearby? Or are they like the hedgehogs, city adapt and city present?
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Oh was the skunk looking for leftover food or was the trash bag empty at that point?
Are they big?
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Yes, possibly the majority of animals are that way? Were they confused or starved, what got them out earlier?
Apart from the d mosquitos, they are just plain aggresive. Although from their perspective, plain hungry🤪.
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Because skunks are just wild animals right? They do their thing, they probably play among themselves, their own species, but others?I worry when I smell one at night. I don't want Teddy to see one, because he will want to play with it. That would be a really bad thing.
CD
It was looking for food. There was some trash in it, but just beer cans and such. Yu don't leave food trash outside in Texas, while you sleep, due to raccoons.
CD
Skunks don't live in city conditions, but Tasty lives out in the country. I live very close to a 3,000 acre ranch, so they are out there, but rarely come into my neighborhood. I sometimes smell them at night, but those are probably skunks on the nearby farmland. The smell carries quite a distance.
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It's a rural area where I live, so critters abound. We even had a small bear show up one year, the year we moved here, but that's highly unusual. The normal ones are deer, coyotes, ground hogs, possums, raccoons, squirrels, skunks, rabbits, and chipmunks. Some days, my back yard looks like a Disney cartoon.
My best camping critter story was when we were all sitting around the campfire, at the state park just down the road from here, and a raccoon wandered into the campsite, and amongst all the coolers of beer and meat and side dishes, he headed right for the one full of chocolate and candy bars.
Walked right up to it, undid the zipper no problem, reached in, grabbed a Snickers, then plopped down against the cooler, tore the candy open, and started eating. To anyone looking on, it would have looked like he was just another fellow sitting around the campfire with his buddies.
It's a rural area where I live, so critters abound. We even had a small bear show up one year, the year we moved here, but that's highly unusual. The normal ones are deer, coyotes, ground hogs, possums, raccoons, squirrels, skunks, rabbits, and chipmunks. Some days, my back yard looks like a Disney cartoon.
My best camping critter story was when we were all sitting around the campfire, at the state park just down the road from here, and a raccoon wandered into the campsite, and amongst all the coolers of beer and meat and side dishes, he headed right for the one full of chocolate and candy bars.
Walked right up to it, undid the zipper no problem, reached in, grabbed a Snickers, then plopped down against the cooler, tore the candy open, and started eating. To anyone looking on, it would have looked like he was just another fellow sitting around the campfire with his buddies.
Our teardrop group did a huge gathering every October at lake Bisteneau in Northern Louisiana. The raccons were so plentiful, you had to lock your food up in your car overnight. Given time, I am convinced they will figure out how to pick car locks. Sitting around the big group campfire, you could shine a bright flashlight into the darkness, and see hundreds of yellow eyeballs reflecting back.
I kept a pellet pistol with plastic pellets in my galley, because I've had them come up while I was cooking after dark and try to get my food... while I was cooking it. I had one that would not "shoosh" away. He stood his ground and hissed at me. I had to pop him with a plastic pellet. It did't injure him, but he got the message.
CD
Raccoons are pretty ill-tempered. Maybe not as bad as a badger, but certainly more so than a squirrel. If there was ever a critter that should have an IDGAF tattoo, it's a raccoon.
That said, I love 'em. First, they're just beautifully marked, nothing plain about them, and secondly, I admire their ability to defeat just about any fastener. I'm with you, they'll be picking locks before too long.
We had two as pets for a little less than a year, back when I was a kid. A pregnant one holed up under the front porch, had two kittens, and one died. Mom started feeding them and they ended up staying around us for quite a while, even coming in the house on a few occasions (unbeknownst to my dad, who would have killed us and them). We called them Big Bit and Little Bit.
I don't really remember what happened to them, now that I think about it, they probably wandered off and got killed. Raccoon hunting was (and still is) allowable here, so that may have been what happened, or roadkill.
When I first moved back to Ohio in 2006, a coworker had a raccoon set up house in her attic. I went out to my dad's, got a live trap, threw some veg in it, put it in her attic, and it was trapped and set free to roam the countryside the following day. Saved her a few hundred bucks in critter removal.
I love the way they sit on their fat butts. Maybe we're kindred.
That said, I love 'em. First, they're just beautifully marked, nothing plain about them, and secondly, I admire their ability to defeat just about any fastener. I'm with you, they'll be picking locks before too long.
We had two as pets for a little less than a year, back when I was a kid. A pregnant one holed up under the front porch, had two kittens, and one died. Mom started feeding them and they ended up staying around us for quite a while, even coming in the house on a few occasions (unbeknownst to my dad, who would have killed us and them
). We called them Big Bit and Little Bit.I don't really remember what happened to them, now that I think about it, they probably wandered off and got killed. Raccoon hunting was (and still is) allowable here, so that may have been what happened, or roadkill.
When I first moved back to Ohio in 2006, a coworker had a raccoon set up house in her attic. I went out to my dad's, got a live trap, threw some veg in it, put it in her attic, and it was trapped and set free to roam the countryside the following day. Saved her a few hundred bucks in critter removal.
I love the way they sit on their fat butts. Maybe we're kindred. - Status