No, this isn't my entry in blog-against-racism week; I'm afraid that entry probably won't happen this week. This is just a short entry to mention an incident a few minutes ago:
I went out on my deck to do a few minutes of poi-spinning practice before coming upstairs to edit. Spun the poi a few times, and then saw a cat-sized shape come out from under the deck. It was narrow and black and had a white stripe down its back. It waddled a couple of feet, in the manner of mustelids everywhere, and then (I surmise) noticed the change in lighting as I stopped spinning and darted behind a post in hopes that I wouldn't startle it; it took off at a lope across my lawn, heading for the fence that leads to the front yard.
I took a couple of cautious sniffs, determined that it had not in fact sprayed in my direction, and went back to spinning poi. But there was a moment of adrenaline in there, for both of us.
I didn't know that a wild skunk had taken up residence under my deck. I'm hoping this was just a temporary thing. I'll be a little distressed if it decides to stick around. I like skunks fine, from a distance; I just don't want to risk scaring one up close.
(One of my uncles had a skunk for a pet when I was a kid, but that was a de-scented one, not a wild one.)