Jared has figured out that the skunk lair is in the sewer, specifically the drain at the corner of our street by the roundabout. He saw a skunkzilla (not a skunklet) go into that drain last night around around midnight as he was driving home from work (now, why he was coming home from work after midnight is a story in itself). Anyway, we now know where the lair of the skunks is. It’s in the sewer. I picture them having skunk parties down there during the day as everyone is at work. Perhaps they hang out with some mutant ninja turtles down there, I wonder if they know Splinter. Then at night they come out to terrorize the chihuahuas of the neighborhood and eat trash out of our ghetto neighbor’s trash can that they leave dumped over in their backyard.
My vote is still to let the skunks live. Unlike some of my friends who have no moral qualms about shooting armadillos multiple times (then laughing about it), I don’t feel right about calling the city to kill the skunks. The probability of one of them spraying Pinto or Elmer again is low (ok, it’s actually moderate to low), and now I know what to do if it happens again. Perhaps I should check into to the possibility of a “no-kill” pest removal service as a friend suggested, but I highly doubt that such a thing exists for skunk removal.
