A tale of a reluctant trapper
May 24, 2019
Jamie startled me awake in the middle of the night. She nonchalantly informed me, “You have something in your trap.” We peered shoulder-to-shoulder into the backyard. The moon illuminated a rectangular silhouette just off the back steps. Sure enough, the live trap I had set was tripped. The trap door was slammed shut, and the skunk we had been after for weeks was locked inside.
Great, now what?
Admittedly, I hadn’t played the scenario completely through. When we decided the skunk had to go, neither one of us wanted it dead. We settled on live trapping the beast and transporting it...