Skunk smells very different close range. Although no tomatoes were needed for clean up efforts, we aired the house out most of the day and God, lovingly, sent rain Sunday evening...
Saturday night, I ran into my parents room around 3 AM to reel in their windows. My suppressed, heavy breathing woke them up and I shared the news of our striped guest. By the time I crawled out of bed next morning, everything stunk, but the skunk was gone.
My dad screwed a stick onto a bucket and forced the vermin in with our family fire hose. This, of course, came after failed attempts to get the skunk to climb out.
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