I was kicked back out on the back porch about a half hour ago, enjoying the night breeze, half drowsing and I had what I thought was one of the neighborhood loose feral cats hop up in my lap like they have a habit of doing. I started petting it, and while it enjoyed it, apparently, instead of purring, it made this odd chirring sound. I opened up my eyes, and the first thing I saw was a fat black tail with a double white stripe down it and up the back. It was a frikkin' SKUNK!
I'm really happy I didn't get sprayed.