Ahhh, the gold old days of open dumps and unlimited rat shooting! I really miss those days, I've got really good memories of them. I was just telling someone yesterday of the time that I was shooting rats at night with a flashlight held under the rifle. Since I was looking where the light was pointing, I didn't see what was directly in front of me until I heard a squeal and felt something moving under my right foot. I looked down and saw that I was standing on a skunk! I was standing on the base of the tail and had it pinned down where it couldn't spray or turn around and bite or claw me. What to do? Well, I planned out a path, jumped off and ran like crazy! I didn't get sprayed and the last I saw of the skunk, it was waddling off rather indignently in the opposite direction. My buddy was laughing like crazy!