As it turns out, they aren’t remotely as cute as Pepe le Pew. Especially when they’re digging holes. In my front yard. Every. Single. Night.

Seriously.

My yard looks like the set of Attack of the Killer Prairie Dogs. Except, I don’t live in the prairie. I live in the suburbs. And, prairie dogs? Are cute. Destructive, but pretty cute. Skunks, not so much. Not to mention when you shoo away prairie dogs, they just run back down into their little holes. Skunks on the other hand…

Can you see the headline? “Woman trapped in car, in front of own house, at midnight. Held hostage by skunks in her yard.” Aaaand how do you get from your car into your house in this case? I’ll tell you how. Shhhh. Be vewwy vewwy qwiet!

Tune in tomorrow for the sequel: Attack of the Killer Tomato Juicer!!

What’s the craziest wild animal encounter you’ve ever had?

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DISH!

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