Skunk!

A Typical Wednesday Evening in My House:
8:37 OMG. Skunk in the backyard. OMG. OMG. OMG.

8:39 OMG.

8:40 Maybe if I pound on the door it will go away.

8:41 OMG it looked at me (run into the dining room).

8:45 ::Pound some more on the door:: Skunk looks up again, pound on the door some more. Skunk practically skips through the fence, a la Pepe Le Pew.

8:51 Dad suggests buying moth balls. Apparently skunks hate the smell of moth balls. Ironic.