So the young skunk is back again. We have seen him the past couple of nights, ambling nonchalantly around the garden and deck. I panicked and began hooting like a horned owl out the window as that is their chief enemy. I also yelled, "Shoo, shoo" several times. He paid not the slightest bit of attention and toddled up the rockery and went next door. I now have the hose ready to blast him with a shot of water. I shall ALSO play a horned owl clip on the speakers <em>at the same time</em>. He's young and impressionable, he might get the idea that this garden spells soggy fur and doom from above.