squiggles2
Dramacrat
I have no love for skunks.
I always have at least one skunk that tries to get under the deck and make its home 3 feet away from where I sleep.
Here are my chemical warfare sweatpants. Why are they "my chemical warfare sweatpants"?
Because Mr Skunk decided to spray one night and I was no longer having it. I dumped 2 full ass bottles of bleach on top of him to drive him away.
2 can play at the chemical warfare game Mr Skunk. 2!
We haven't had a return of Mr Skunk since then. In order to make sure of this, I have paired up with a new ally.
We're leaving that one a full image.
Say hello to Butch and Butchett! The master squirrel race. I have now befriended the squirrel that came out and excepted nuts from me, gave him and his girl a name, and have turned him into the guardian of the deck.
I'm not even sure a deer will mess with this guy and his territory.
Now sure, I'll have a bunch of baby squirrels around, but that is just more defense against the likes of Mr Skunk who is not welcome anymore around these parts.