Did any of you drive down Sunset Cliffs this weekend and get a whiff of the aroma of our neighborhood denizens?
I would have loved to have seen how the person driving the car that was right next to the skunk got into the driver’s seat. Did he step over the skunk? Get in from the passenger seat? Did the car reek? I didn’t envy that person.
When I moved into the Ocean Beach/Pt. Loma area the only skunks I saw were dead ones, usually on Canon near the trails. When they began showing their tails in my area I was surprised. There was a lot building going on, and I imagine that their “homes” were being destroyed. Now it is common to see skunks, raccoons, coyotes and even a pair of fox in the neighborhood. Those animals are easily identified, if not by the stripe running down their back or the mask on their face, or the body and stance of the others.
But what I am having trouble identifying are the skunks in the neighborhood that walk on two legs and feel that it is their right to destroy, change, or alter others possessions.
For example: twice in as many weeks political signs that I have on my property have been removed, tossed in the trees, or otherwise destroyed. Does that skunk think I cannot get new ones?
Or how about the skunk that picks up his/her dog’s poop, only to leave it in the driveway for someone else to deposit in the trashcan.
Or the latest is the skunk that is standing in my way of ridding my property of another skunk – the four-legged kind. I have an animal – which I think is a skunk – digging a hole under the fence on the outside trying to get into the back yard. I have tried different humane ways of getting rid of the skunk, but nothing has worked.
I went on line and found a method that I thought I could try and be successful. I found a glass jar and filled it with mothballs. Then I poked holes in the metal lid that I had affixed to the jar. The directions said to wrap the jar in cloth so that if it broke, glass would not be shattered all over. No problem. I have lots of rags to wrap the jar in. Except that is what I did, only to find that the following day the rag was gone. Vanished. The jar of mothballs were there, a little further into the animal’s diggings, but the rag is gone. Granted, I do not have any great attachment to the rag but it must have been a kangaroo rat that took the rag, because the following day there was an entire loaf of bread by the hole, still in the store wrapping. It must have done an exchange – take one thing and leave another in its place.
So…now I am not only trying to catch the animal skunk, but I am wondering what kind of trap I can put out for the human skunk. I wonder if the human smells as bad as the animal one. Watch out people; the neighborhood is a-changing.