I've never been much of a hunter, have done a little dove hunting as a social function, have had to kill a hog a time or two and the occasional domestic not-quite-dead roadkill. I have no problem with hunting, my entire family and extended family are avid hunters. I just don't get anything out of it, and like to get my meat at the butcher shop. We've had a skunk living under our house for quite sometime. At first I thought it was an armadillo, or maybe the stray cat that hangs out around our house all the time. it may have been one or both at some point, but by the occasional smell I easily determined that at the last, it was a skunk. He hasn't been much of a problem until recently the smell has been more frequent. Also, this weekend I was working on my truck in the barn and he came up there in the middle of the day, noonish. Whenever I see a nocturnal animal out in the daytime I immediately suspect rabies. But he was peaceful, came in, shook the rain off himself and proceeded to shuffle around behind my shelves -- I figured he was making a place to sleep. I continued working and we didn't bother each other. Yesterday when I got home from work the house smelled strongly of skunk. I got a small box of mothballs and figured I would dump them where he had dug out under the house. (Our house is pier-and-beam and we have corrugated metal underpinning that extends below the finish grade.) There are several dug out holes, but most were filled with water from the recent rains. I found two newish looking holes the had no standing water in them and filled both with mothballs and kind of kicked them up under the house. This morning when I got up, still dark, and after awhile I could hear him digging at the front of the house. It's really loud because of the metal under pinning. I only own a shotgun, and I was really not keen on the idea of shooting so close to the house but I figured I needed to see if anything could be done. I had some 00 buckshot, some 6 shot for dove, and some #2 steel shot left over from a long ago duck hunt, so I loaded up the 2 shot. I turned on all the outside flood lights which are every side of the house, and went out the back door, not expecting to get a clear shot. I peeked around the side towards the front corner of the house and didn't see him. I figured he was digging by one of his old holes that was full of water in the bushes up next to the front of the house. I started to swing wide around (I didn't want to come face-to-face with him when I came around the corner,) when I saw him running from out of the dark towards the house with his tail straight up in the air. Looking back, I figure that when I turned on the lights it scared him and he ran off into the darkness. He must have heard me when stepped on one of the many pecan branches that have fallen, and was running back to the safety of his "home". I waited until he cleared the carport and the propane tank and got him about four feet from the edge of the house. An annoyance eliminated, but I kind of admired that skunk. He went about his business and completely ignored us. I guess when he smelled up the house he was just warning off one of the many varmints that would like to make their home under there. The day we shared space in the barn I never smelled a hint of him. I've seen the life leave both humans and animals, and it's always sad. But sometimes necessary. I'm not the kind that would trap and relocate a wild animal. But even if I were, I don't know how you would accomplish that with a skunk.