I looked to the right. Then I turned to the left. And out of the corner of my eye I spied a big, bushy black tail that had a white stripe on it. Oh great, the skunk.
The skunk was going the other way into the bushes. My windows were closed. And hey, I was in a car. So, all in all, this was the least troubling skunk encounter that I've had. (This was the first encounter, and this was the second.)
Considering how many times I've spotted the creature, I'm pretty sure that there is a colony of them living in the area. Oh, that's a troubling thought.