Our dispatcher was flooded with calls when a skunk got it's head caught inside of a can. It was running around in circles on one of the main bridges that came into town. Drivers were swerving to avoid it and each other and units were dispatched to see what could be done.
We blocked off both ends of the bridge and detoured vehicles around. Sgt. Snave surveyed the situation and called for animal control to bring the tranquilizer gun. The response was that there was no serum left as it had been a busy week for skunks and possums already. Setting a trap was unlikely as it would be almost impossible to lure the frightened animal into the cage.
With nothing left to do, Sgt. Snave contacted the chief and requested permission to terminate the animal. When permission was given, the Sgt. set about his undesired task. But why he chose to use his 9mm service weapon opposed to the shotgun in the vehicle, no one ever figured out.
Positioning himself to avoid any ricochet and to avoid a bullet striking a vehicle in any near proximity, Sgt Snave took careful aim and fired two rounds. The animal dropped immediately. The Sgt. watched for a few minutes and after seeing no more movement walked over to pick up the animal and take it to the animal control vehicle for disposal.
But when he bent over to lift the skunk by the tail, the skunk lifted it's tail first and gave Sgt. Snave a shot of his own. The fragrance permeated the downtown area for days. Sgt. Snave burned the uniform.
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