we got 'em. after a full month of our house smelling like skunk, we finally broke down and called in the skunk guy. speaking of which, how would you like to be known as the skunk guy? i can't imagine that lends itself very well to pickin up the little ladies . . . i mean, i surely aspire to give my hand to someone other than the skunk guy. but alas, i digress.
so 
the skunk guy comes over the first time and tells us the skunks are living under our deck. lays some traps, catches the first skunk after 2 days. (see picture one . . . note that this is mom's attempt at photography . . . i've only included it to show how lame mom is with the camera) but as you can CLEARLY see from this picture, that skunk is actually pregnant! thank goodness no skunk babies. then the next day we got a second skunk, that's also pictured here. let's just say someone else took this picture!
the skunk guy comes over the first time and tells us the skunks are living under our deck. lays some traps, catches the first skunk after 2 days. (see picture one . . . note that this is mom's attempt at photography . . . i've only included it to show how lame mom is with the camera) but as you can CLEARLY see from this picture, that skunk is actually pregnant! thank goodness no skunk babies. then the next day we got a second skunk, that's also pictured here. let's just say someone else took this picture! and thus, my skunk adventures are hopefully over
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Pepé Le Pew gently weeps.
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