There are six skunks living under our shed. We took a few nights off from observation due to hectic morning schedules (should we catch something, of course) but when I returned to the field Saturday night...I got quite a surprise. Sitting alone in my club house I watched them all parade around the enclosure. It was at that time I decided I was out numbered and I shot the Maglite their way and shouted "Alright...everyone back in the cave!" I'm serious, that's what i shouted. They obeyed, then I sprinted for the deck. A few minutes later, I watched as they marched off, in two different directions, in groups of three.
Out numbered, we decided to pull The French Tactic and call in the bigger guns.
Tonight we'll observe only from the deck, and without flashlights. Our friend John believes we will catch at least three of them tonight, but hopefully they'll be sticking together and get them all. He used big traps, so they will be able to get their tails up to spray if they need to. But, as John put it: "That makes this that much more exciting." You have to appreciate it when you meet someone who loves their job.
So, in the words of Dexter Morgan...
"Tonight's The Night."