Close call

About 15 min ago, I was working on my XR80 resetting my air and fuel screws, when a skunk starts to walk by my bike. Half watching and reading my book I thought it was my cat. I started putting down the book to pet my cat, when I saw the skunk. I was spooked out so was Mr. Skunk. It backs up into the lawn chair and stops. At this point my stomach is in my throat. The skunk is about 3 feet away and makes its scared squeaky grunting noise and waddles off down the hill. I am so happy Abba did not let that skunk spray me. WHEW!