Your teenage son calls your cell phone to tell you that there is a skunk in the front yard. This is at 2 in the afternoon not normal skunk behavior.
And in his next sentence he asks if he can shoot it, that was a big loud no on my part. I tell him to stay in the house and to keep every one else in the house to. I will be home in 10 min.
So I arrive home after my DR. appointment to a skunk holding my driveway and house hostage. So I have to park up at the top of the driveway and walk no waddle down the driveway to the house. DD is armed with the frebrezze spraying the windows and doors to help keep that wonderful odor out. The dog and cat want outside so that they can attack the skunk and all I really wanted was a 30 min nap.
Dear son asks again if he can shoot it, I told him when our neighbor gets home he can supervise you, but not until then. And of course yesterday was nice enough outside to play and my children and dog and cat were all stuck in the house.
Well the skunk died a natural death in my driveway, now I just need to get the nerve up to dispose of it in the nearby woods.
And I wonder why do these things never happen when DH is home.