I'm not kidding.
If you see that black and white thing in that cage- that's him. Sorry, not a real clear picture, but take what you can get. I'm not going any closer.
If you've read this blog for any length of time, you will know that I have held a grudge against various wildlife because my garden keeps getting munched. Not just the vegetables, because the hail destroyed that, but even my flowers. I have some really cool sunflowers that I planted along side the house- but the leaves keep getting munched off by Mr. Groundhog. In utter frustration I phoned the humane society who said that if I live trap the culprit, they will come get it and "re-locate" it. Another phone call to my father-in-law who lives out in the country, and he said I could have one of his live-traps. We carefully positioned the trap near the newly planted strawberry plants. For three days of we observed the trap, from the window. This morning...gotcha. But not the groundhog-- A SKUNK.
Groundhog must be too smart for traps.
What's worse is the humane society won't come "remove" Mr. Skunk until I somehow get him covered up with a tarp or dark trash bag. I try really hard to be Super Mom- but I did not know that skunks were in the job description.
2 comments:
That stinks.
Unfortunately, Tesa, Tim once had the exact same thing happen. And more unfortunate for the skunk, the only solution he found involved ammunition. Good luck!
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