I have a barn, half of which is a workshop with an attached bedroom and bathroom. It’s my man cave. I went out there this afternoon to read, and I opened both workshop doors. Sat on the couch, put my feet on an ottoman, relaxed and read for a while. I caught some movement to my left and thought it was our cat. It was maybe the biggest skunk I ever saw. He waddled out from under the bed, walked between the couch and ottoman, under my legs. Brushed my legs with his tail. Slowly strolled out of the bedroom. I turned on the TV, which scared him outside. I did not pee my pants.
He had to have been under that bed before I sat on the couch. That could have been really ugly…
He had to have been under that bed before I sat on the couch. That could have been really ugly…









