I’ve been battling as of late. A subtle battle of wits, cleverness, and wisely placed boards and rocks.
Skunks have made our home their home, as if this is some sort of low grade hotel or hostile. We’ve woken up on numerous occasions to their gag inducing scent circulating our home like it was pumped along with the central air(which i think is the case, I picture them nestled soundly in our air ducts, in easy chairs, sipping whiskey)
Further, our land lord doesn’t give a frack how many times our belongings are saturated in filth by these unwanted guests. I just spent the afternoon once again trying to secure our fortress against them, although sadly, i may have just ensured that they remain in “the cellar” as I like to call their lair. If they are unable to dig through various shelves and cinder blocks, they may die hungry, crying out, with no one to spray. However, they will be at a comfortable temperature, as they will continue to suckle from our AC.
Tomorrow I’m going to the hardware store to get some fox scent (fingers crossed that they have it) I never imagined that I would make such a purchase. But then again I never imagined that I’d live in Sweet Home. And theres the rub.