Monday, June 28, 2010

Something Stinks


Last month I mentioned how much I enjoy spending time on my deck writing and enjoying the view.

Well there is a downside to all that nature and I discovered it a few weeks ago. I came downstairs one morning to take the dog for a walk and noticed that the new sod I had laid under the deck had been rolled up. From the lingering odor I guessed that a skunk had been our nocturnal visitor. It was probably looking for food and rolling up our sod to eat the grubs underneath seemed like easy pickings - pun intended.

Over the next few nights I tried numerous tactics that I found while searching on the internet. Unlike the time when we lost my son's hamster, these didn't work. Every night I tried something new - cayenne pepper, hot chili pepper flakes, and finally moth balls. Needless to say my wife was not impressed by the resultant mess. Our lawn was a mishmash of red, green and white. And the shunk was still enjoying eating at Chez Boultbee.

Finally I went 'high tech'. I headed to Canadian Tire and picked up 'The Scarecrow'. No, this is not an actual scarecrow but a motion activated sprinkler. You hook it up to the hose, add a 9-volt battery, set the sensitivity and stand back. Literally. If you don't stay out of sensor range, you are liable to get soaked, as has happened to me numerous times, including last night.

The end result? Success. Now when I go down in the morning the lawn is wet but intact. Occasionally we'll still smell that distinct scent so the skunk is still around but as long as it stays off my lawn I'm a happy man.

This little 'war' and a busy month slowed down my writing a little but I still made some progress. Here is my last stat.

62000 / 80000


Next month I'll probably be posting about my new release, a novella called Venus Inferno. It should be released mid-July and I'm expecting edits and cover art any day now.

Until then.

David

Posted by David Boultbee

1 comments:

Big Mike said...

Still doesn't beat my bear encounter and the little presents they leave, along with raccoons a few nights a week. Grrrrrr.

Michael Davis
Davisstories.com