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I had in interesting jog today. I saw some pretty clouds, the air was cool and not too humid, and I felt great and OMG I ALMOST GOT SPRAYED BY A SKUNK.
She and her three skunk babies were in the ditch right by the road. I luckily noticed their movement before getting too close. I turned tail and ran the opposite way! SHE WAS CHASING ME. Her tail was raised ramrod-straight, and bristled something fierce. I screamed multiple obscenities and put distance between us.
I was terrified, and also stumped. I couldn't very well quit jogging for some skunks. I hadn't even gone a mile yet. So I went around them, far around them in a wheat field that had been harvested already. All that were left were dried, spiny stalks of the wheat, so that totally tore up my ankles.
I resumed jogging and jogged for longer... then came the time to come home. That road with the skunks was the only road home, so I ran on it. The whole time I was shouting and clapping, thinking that if the skunks were still around that I'd scare them away.
It was going well until I saw a flash of black and white close to my side. I cursed and leapt probably three feet in the air, only to realize it was a ratty old piece of tarp. I laughed like you do after you come down from an adrenaline high.
So. That was interesting. Thank goodness I wasn't sprayed. Can you imagine? D: My dog was sprayed indirectly once, and reeked for a month.
She and her three skunk babies were in the ditch right by the road. I luckily noticed their movement before getting too close. I turned tail and ran the opposite way! SHE WAS CHASING ME. Her tail was raised ramrod-straight, and bristled something fierce. I screamed multiple obscenities and put distance between us.
I was terrified, and also stumped. I couldn't very well quit jogging for some skunks. I hadn't even gone a mile yet. So I went around them, far around them in a wheat field that had been harvested already. All that were left were dried, spiny stalks of the wheat, so that totally tore up my ankles.
I resumed jogging and jogged for longer... then came the time to come home. That road with the skunks was the only road home, so I ran on it. The whole time I was shouting and clapping, thinking that if the skunks were still around that I'd scare them away.
It was going well until I saw a flash of black and white close to my side. I cursed and leapt probably three feet in the air, only to realize it was a ratty old piece of tarp. I laughed like you do after you come down from an adrenaline high.
So. That was interesting. Thank goodness I wasn't sprayed. Can you imagine? D: My dog was sprayed indirectly once, and reeked for a month.
