They also stop spraying after the first 3 or 4 sprays...I've heard that a skunk can't spray if you pick it up by the tail. (Let us know how that turns out.)
They also stop spraying after the first 3 or 4 sprays...I've heard that a skunk can't spray if you pick it up by the tail. (Let us know how that turns out.)
Being a near drowning victim as a child, I'd rather be shot in the head.There’s an easier option if you want the skunk permanently gone. Drop the trap into a deep water tank and it will be over quickly.
Please don't take this personally. Just voicing my opinion.There’s an easier option if you want the skunk permanently gone. Drop the trap into a deep water tank and it will be over quickly.
I don’t have sympathy for critters that destroy buildings. I live trap and release ground squirrels from the garden and barn all the time, but a destructive animal is a different story.I should have read down Moss. That post seriously upset me.
It was a terrifying experience. I was maybe 5 years old. Wading in knee deep water in Lake Michigan. A wave knocked me off of a sandbar and rolled me around in the turbulent water. I inhaled a bunch of water with sand in it. All I remember is seeing the bottom, bubbles, sand and grit, sunlight, bottom, bubbles, repeat, over and over while flailing away. Finally, someone saw me and grabbed me out. It took several weeks to be able to breath correctly. If I inhaled deeply, I'd get sharp searing pains in my lungs. It gave me a deathly fear of water. I wouldn't go near the lake, a pool, or even a bathtub. My mom enrolled me in swimming lessons and they couldn't get me into the pool for 20 hours. Finally, a guy got me into the pool. It took me another 60 hours to pass beginner's swimming lessons. Yes, I flunked beginners swim lessons 7 times. 10 one-hour sessions per course. But then something clicked and the fear went away. I progressed rapidly through the rest of the classes. I'm basically a fish now!I should have read down Moss. That post seriously upset me.
It's not about sympathy. I'm not opposed to dispatching an animal. I've done it myself. Just do it in a fast manner to avoid any needless panic and suffering on the animal's part.I don’t have sympathy for critters that destroy buildings. I live trap and release ground squirrels from the garden and barn all the time, but a destructive animal is a different story.
I was in no way talking about whether to dispatch a critter or not. I was talking about your method. Man up. Dispatch with dignity and maturity on your part.I don’t have sympathy for critters that destroy buildings. I live trap and release ground squirrels from the garden and barn all the time, but a destructive animal is a different story.
Dang it Moss, I did it again, should have read down.It's not about sympathy. I'm not opposed to dispatching an animal. I've done it myself. Just do it in a fast manner to avoid any needless panic and suffering on the animal's part.![]()
I have not drowned an animal because I have not caught skunks. The animals I catch are releasable such as squirrels, rats, and rabbits. But I wouldn’t try to release a skunk. It was an idea.I was in no way talking about whether to dispatch a critter or not. I was talking about your method. Man up. Dispatch with dignity and maturity on your part.
Oh yeah. Forgot to mention, the guy that got me over my fears is this guy. He ended up being almost single handedly responsible for the turkey reintroduction program success in Indiana. Interesting story. Good guy.It was a terrifying experience. I was maybe 5 years old. Wading in knee deep water in Lake Michigan. A wave knocked me off of a sandbar and rolled me around in the turbulent water. I inhaled a bunch of water with sand in it. All I remember is seeing the bottom, bubbles, sand and grit, sunlight, bottom, bubbles, repeat, over and over while flailing away. Finally, someone saw me and grabbed me out. It took several weeks to be able to breath correctly. If I inhaled deeply, I'd get sharp searing pains in my lungs. It gave me a deathly fear of water. I wouldn't go near the lake, a pool, or even a bathtub. My mom enrolled me in swimming lessons and they couldn't get me into the pool for 20 hours. Finally, a guy got me into the pool. It took me another 60 hours to pass beginner's swimming lessons. Yes, I flunked beginners swim lessons 7 times. 10 one-hour sessions per course. But then something clicked and the fear went away. I progressed rapidly through the rest of the classes. I'm basically a fish now!I ended up being a lifeguard at the local beach and pools, and a man-made whitewater course here in town, and became a Water Safety Instructor. Go figure?
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Turkeys are a success story all over America. Populations have increased in most parts of the country in recent decades and they have been reintroduced into many areas where they were previously extirpated. Last year I saw a huge flock of over 50 birds while working in the woods. Glad to hear they are successful in your area.Oh yeah. Forgot to mention, the guy that got me over my fears is this guy. He ended up being almost single handedly responsible for the turkey reintroduction program success in Indiana. Interesting story. Good guy.
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One spray or 4, who cares. It affects life for several weeks!They also stop spraying after the first 3 or 4 sprays...
Whether you have or have not drowned an animal isn't the subject of debate here.I have not drowned an animal because I have not caught skunks. The animals I catch are releasable such as squirrels, rats, and rabbits. But I wouldn’t try to release a skunk. It was an idea.
I had a similar experience and I was a bit older, only it happened in deep water during swimming lessons.It was a terrifying experience. I was maybe 5 years old. Wading in knee deep water in Lake Michigan. A wave knocked me off of a sandbar and rolled me around in the turbulent water. I inhaled a bunch of water with sand in it. All I remember is seeing the bottom, bubbles, sand and grit, sunlight, bottom, bubbles, repeat, over and over while flailing away. Finally, someone saw me and grabbed me out. It took several weeks to be able to breath correctly. If I inhaled deeply, I'd get sharp searing pains in my lungs. It gave me a deathly fear of water. I wouldn't go near the lake, a pool, or even a bathtub. My mom enrolled me in swimming lessons and they couldn't get me into the pool for 20 hours. Finally, a guy got me into the pool. It took me another 60 hours to pass beginner's swimming lessons. Yes, I flunked beginners swim lessons 7 times. 10 one-hour sessions per course. But then something clicked and the fear went away. I progressed rapidly through the rest of the classes. I'm basically a fish now!I ended up being a lifeguard at the local beach and pools, and a man-made whitewater course here in town, and became a Water Safety Instructor. Go figure?
I think the "man up" part goes out the window when dealing with a skunk.I was in no way talking about whether to dispatch a critter or not. I was talking about your method. Man up. Dispatch with dignity and maturity on your part.
One of the great things about lifesaving swim classes is you get to practice with people of all shapes, sizes, textures, genders, etc... if you're a young kid, and you've never touched another human that closely, there's about nothing better to get you over being shy. You might as well be naked. Putting a person in a cross-chest carry and towing them to the side of the pool while resting them on your hip in a nice warm swimming pool and vice versa gets you past all that real quick.I had a similar experience and I was a bit older, only it happened in deep water during swimming lessons.
The only recollection I have of now (over 60 years ago) was having my head cuddled on a nice breast as they towed me to shore.
Then coming too face down in the sand and coughing a lot.
Oh and I dispatch of anything that I intentionally trap, there was a reason I went to the trouble to trap it.