Stinker

The last two evenings, just after I've finished watering the gardens, a young skunk has dropped in to look for worms and/or slugs in the wet mud. Tonight I was almost ready for him, with the camera out of its case and on the desk. And the door closed, so I frightened him off by opening it. But he came back:

About a foot, nose to rump.* The board is 3 1/2 inches square.

He hated the flash, and took off running as soon as it went off.

Can immature skunks spray? I looked it up. Yes, they can. They've got the equipment at birth, and learn to use it around the 8th day. So this skunk "teen" is armed and dangerous. He may be able to spray up to 10 feet away. I'll keep my distance.

Every few days, one of the skunks has occasion to stink up the neighbourhood. Maybe a night-prowling cat gets too close, or a raccoon challenges its access to a garbage bin; whatever it is makes us hurry to slam our windows and doors. The smell is sometimes strong enough to burn the back of my throat, and I look for a skunk nearby, without seeing it. It turns out that the animal could be blocks away.

" . . . the spray can cause irritation and even temporary blindness, and is sufficiently powerful to be detected by a human nose up to a mile down wind." (Wikipedia)

*Adult sizes are given, variously, from about 13 inches nose to rump, plus up to 10 inches for the tail, or 22.5 to 31.5 inches, tail included. The mother that we saw a month ago was somewhere in the middle range, and heavier-looking than tonight's visitor.

Happy about a lousy photo? Yes!

I am really impressed with my new camera, the Nikon D7000, once more. Because of this photo:

Skunk in the dark

And this one:

Skunk in the darker shadows of the rhododendrons

This skunk came to my garden around 8:30 in the evening. The sun had already set, and the shadows of the evergreens, hiding the sky, made him difficult to see, even a few feet away. He slipped away under the fence in the direction of Laurie's flower beds, so we went the long way around, to head him off; he's sprayed under our windows before, and the stink persists for hours.

Sure enough, the skunk headed for Laurie's nice, soft dirt, and "fragrant" bag of manure. Laurie was there in time, (I had gone back for the camera) and threw a rock in his general direction, so the skunk changed his mind and hurried away. By the time I got in position with the camera, he was far away, and all I could see was a hint of movement in the shadows. Laurie couldn't see him at all.

I took a photo, anyhow; documentation, at least. The skunk dashed under the rhododendrons, where I caught him with a second photo.

And the photos, cropped 'way down, and lightened up, actually showed the skunk, and the green of the grass and leaves! Better than my eyes, far, far better!

The skunk was around again tonight. We smelled him, but never saw him.