Speaking of being tormented by animals, a few years back our camp was literally overrun with skunks. I've told this story in a different forum before but, since it seems germane, here it is again...
One of my dogs had a couple of run-ins with the skunks. The first occurred just after sundown while Blondie was retrieving a tennis ball, one of her favorite things. We heard a brief commotion & knew what had happened almost right away. She returned with tail & ears down, having caught it right in the chest and face. I repeatedly hosed & shampooed her outside but the smell lingered on. Since the soap & water splashed me quite a bit, I had to discard the clothes I was wearing.
The next day, we discovered that Blondie had apparently extracted her revenge. There was a young skunk lying on its side about 30 feet away under a bush, right where the commotion had taken place. I hit it with a couple of pebbles & poked it with a long stick. When it didn't move, I picked it up with a shovel, intending to dispose of it. You can imagine my surprise when it lifted its head & looked at me as I was walking away with it on the shovel blade. Long story short, I finished Blondie's work without further incident.
Although you might have thought Blondie would have learned her lesson, she didn't. The following weekend we were visiting some neighbors at their camp when Blondie -- still smelling from the first incident --went exploring under their deck. Yup, sprayed again, effectively putting an end to that little party.
Cheers,
Brian