Thanking my lucky stars

I let Puck out a few minutes ago. He ran out into the yard and went on point. I figured there was a cat in the bushes and I picked up the broom, prepared for some hissing. Instead, I could make out a creature darting away, as it passed under a bit of moonlight I saw it, a SKUNK! Thankfully it beat Puck to the fence, rushed through the neighbour's yard and off into the night without spraying anything. PHEW! Then it took me 10 minutes to entice Puck to come back in after all of his excitement. He was oblivious to the misery that could have been.