on a skunk.

Walking around the path around the office complex across the street from my apartment.  So I come up on a small evergreen tree that is part of the office landscaping and see a thing digging in the mulch, all I can really see is a little bit of white fur.

Putting my hand on my gun and walking briskly past all of a sudden in the dim light I see its much bigger than a kitten. Oh crap it’s a coon, no, OH CRAP IT’S A SKUNK!  Forward or backward would make no difference, so I move forward  and as far away as the high bushes would let me.

The skunk must have seen the Kimber Ultra Carry, cause he turned and ran straight away from me.

No no he thought he heard you rack a shotgun.  

My skunk got flattened in US 29 a day or 2 ago.

Little bastard ran off before I could get my pistola a few nights back, I was peeing outside when he/she/it attacked.

Scared the piss outta me I tell ya.

Danny