Everybody that lives in the country has a least one good skunk story. Here at FReepers threads go anywhere you want them to.
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I had a skunk living under my shed.
At that time, I had a tame, trained rabbit.
I would let the rabbit out in the yard after dinner, and watch the rabbit interact with the skunk. My rabbit was trained to me and I would feed it by hand.
If I called my rabbit, it would come and eat. That darn skunk started mimicking it.
I ended up with a wild skunk that would eat from my hand.
That skunk ended up being a preg female.
A bit later, she would come out to play with my rabbit, the kits too.
She wouldn't let them anywhere near me. Sat them in a semi circle radius from me and bring them food from my hand.
BTW, everyone in my immediate neighbor was hit with this skunk. When I say immediate, remember, I'm from the Tri state. Everyone lives on top of one another. No property ;) So you can say, my whole block was skunked, but me :)
Had really bad chest congestion or bronchitis when I was young. They tried everything to cure me, including mustard plasters that burned my skin. My trapper grandfather brought my mom a small jar of skunk grease that worked like a miracle drug! Don't know if it was an old Injun remedy or what. Now I remember him and that skunk grease whenever I smell a skunk.