Early one morning the just weaned kittens were crying at the back door. Poor babies were hungry. So being the softy that I am I got a hand full of cat food, opened the door and bent down and put it on the top step.
I heard a "cat" lapping water from the bucket under the hydrant that was about five feet from the door. I looked over to see which cat it was. Wellllllll............ it was a black "cat" with white stripes.
After slowly and gently backing up, closing the door in a manner that would not upset the "cat" (aka, big skunk, monster skunk, big ugly scary skunk, shudder) I hot footed it for hubby. He was not impressed at 5:30 in the morning and told me, "I'll get it another day."`I just hope he meets that big monster scary skunk one fine morning. He has been warned.
The lesson in all this - when you live in the country you open doors slowly in the early morning, look carefully and don't wake up hubby to handle trouble unless it involves a lot of blood or the cows are in the yard.