Woke up somewhere in the middle of the night with the odor of arguing skunks wafting through the open windows (although skunkiness can waft through solid concrete, if it chooses), so I went down and closed the cat door both ways, shut all the windows, and came back to bed. The smell is still out there this morning so either a skunk is lying dead somewhere within a hundred mile radius, or the skunk or skunks left their mark on the old fallen timbers of the barn. Which means we will have it forever. Better than under the porch, or out in the shed, for sure.
I often wonder what one does if a skunk DOES get into the house. Flee? Hope he remembers how he got in so he can get out?