It's a fate worse than death: A skunk crawled into my man cave a few months ago and promptly went to town making my life miserable, probably because I went after him with everything I could find -- a stick, a broom, moth balls, and a home-built taser (seriously). I aggravated the living snot out of him, little else. After three hours of battle, the room was in such bad shape that I thought seriously about burning it to the ground with him in it. Alas, I won in the end.
I share the story of my post-war repairs and my multiple attempts to eradicate the skunk skank as a means of giving back. After watching I don't know how many 'how to' videos over the years, I thought it might be time to pass along something I've learned. So, sit back, watch, and learn from my mistakes. Fear not: Should a skunk befoul your domicile, there is a way back. It's a long road, but it has an end. Life does eventually return to normal. Be patient and press on.
GR, 10/23/11
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