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Funniest skunk story
wipala
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What is your funniest skunk story I'm reposting mine from another thread to get this started .
I had a big male brittney lock up on point when quall hunting. My nephew and I came up slowly behind him and I watched in horror as the dog broke point lunged in to this big clump of grass grabbed a skunk and tossed it back over his head and hit my nephew in the chest with it. He and the dog rode home in the back of the truck. He was around 13 and his momma was so mad she wouldn't let him go hunting with me again for 2 years. Not about the skunk but because I made him ride in the back of the truck with the dog.
I had a big male brittney lock up on point when quall hunting. My nephew and I came up slowly behind him and I watched in horror as the dog broke point lunged in to this big clump of grass grabbed a skunk and tossed it back over his head and hit my nephew in the chest with it. He and the dog rode home in the back of the truck. He was around 13 and his momma was so mad she wouldn't let him go hunting with me again for 2 years. Not about the skunk but because I made him ride in the back of the truck with the dog.
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I was out fishing with my youngest son two summers ago. We were at the end of a small finger of land that was about 15 feet wide and stuck out about thirty feet. Just before sundown we were getting packed up to start the half mile walk back to the truck when my son said there was a cat in the weeds about 25 feet behind us. I turned around and there was a young skunk watching us. He kept us there for about 20 minutes before finally moving back to the end of the finger.
We finally decided it had moved off and headed back toward the car only to find it on the trail. It turned and raised it tail but nothing happened. We slowly backed away and walked the long way around the lake to our truck.
The other one occured when I was 12 years old. Most of the boys in the small town I grew up near were at the local high school football field for the annual Punt, Pass, and Kick contest. There was a ditch near the field and a skunk came out of it, acting strangly. We all figured it was rabid. Our local Chief of Police was at present and ran over and emptied his revolver and missed it. A kid threw his
football helmet at it and the skunk sprayed it. The Chief in the mean time reloaded and finally hit it on the 5th shot.
So one day, he looks in the cage, and there is a skunk in it. He grabs his .22, and shoots the skunk. Of course the skunk sprayed, and it stunk up his yard for months. The cage also stunk, and he buried for four months, and then dug it up to see if the smell went away. It did not. The cage was buried again, this time for a year-hasnt been a year yet, so dont know if it still stinks.
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I thought about shooting it, but then I thought again and decided to just wait him out.
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It dos not matter how bad you are, How bad a gun you are carrying.There are two things that will win every time,A skunk, and a wasp nest.
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One morning in November around 6:00am he came in the house with green skunk urine all over his face and stinking to the high heaven. I got up, went downstairs and got my .22 out of the safe. Dressed only in my underwear and really angry, out into the dark yard I went. Along side of the yard is a row of landscaping shrubby. Using the barrel of the gun, I began to probe into the bushes. Suddenly, there he was, back to me and before I could fire, he did! The stuff was running down my bare leg from the crotch to my knee and I smelled worse than the dog. So I opened fire in that skunk and didn't stop until the tube was empty, about 15 rounds. (When I picked it up to put out for the city to take, he weighed about 7 lbs more than he did before, lol.)
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When I was a kid we had a skunk run under a lumber pile. We took those boards off one at a time until the skunk ran out. We had a small rat terrier at that time. She grabbed that skunk that was about her same size and shook it to death. There by coining the phrase (One sick puppy)
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Nick got something down a hole on the river bank. He was really excited and slavering and yapping, and all we could see were his hind legs and tail hanging out of the hole.
Mark and I took a lot of interest in Nick's quarry, since beaver was in season, and a good pelt would bring about $40. We stood over the dog and waited to see what happened next.
Presently, Nick came backing out of the hole. He had something in his mouth. It was a full-grown skunk. Me and Mark, well we beat feet away from there. A bit later Nick caught up with us. Strangely, he did not have any smell. However, every 20 yards or so he would stop and gag and cough up a big wad of thick white phlegm. The phlegm smelled like pure skunk scent and it was plenty to get us to stay far ahead of the poor dog.
I suppose from the angle at which Nick could grab the skunk, the only place the skunk could spray was straight down his throat.
We never did see the skunk again or find out what Nick did with it.
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Seems about 3:30 one morning Daisy, their springer spaniel, was raising cain in the back yard. He gets a light and investigates. She is at one of the window wells to the basement, in the window well is the skunk. He locks her in the house and gets a rake and tries to pull the skunk out of the window well. In the process he breaks the window and the skunk jumps into the basement. He then panics further and gets a 410 shotgun and shoots the skunk in the basement of the house. They ended up throwing most of their clothes away and laying new carpet in the basement. You could still smell skunk in the house three years later. I asked him why he did not just lock up the dog and put a board in the window well and let the skunk find his way out. Said he did not think of that.
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After he dried off we let him back in the house, he wouldnt come out of his kennel for days because he knew he was pink. Wouldnt want to go on a walk or outside to go to the bathroom unless he really had to go.