Went to town to watch fireworks tonight, so obviously didn't get home until well after dark. Stopped at the coop to close it up before going to the house. DH had the headlights pointed at the coop/run. I had the people door to the coop open also, so I went to that first. Shined my phone flashlight around in the coop to make sure I wasn't locking anything in that shouldn't be. Suddenly, DH yells out the car window, "There's a skunk!" OK, he likes to tease me, so I lovingly shook my fist at him and headed to the gate to the run - until he yelled it again. So, I hustled over to the car, asking, "For real??". He told me that as I went in the people door, it came out the pop door and hid behind a board I had leaning up against the coop as a hiding spot for the younger birds when I integrated them. So, we went up to the house, got the .22 and a proper flashlight and locked up the dog. (He's already been "skunked" twice in the past few months...) Went back down to the coop, looked behind the board, shone the flashlight around the run, and inspected the inside of the coop. The little bugger was gone. The birds didn't seem any too upset, so I think we squeaked by this time.