Assert my boundaries?

Well, the wildlife keeps nodding at me here in suburbia. I was walking the dog tonight and, rounding a corner was none other than one of those black mammals with the distinctive white stripe down her back. A car coming in the opposite direction started honking and flashing his lights at us, stopped long enough to let us run across the street. My first thoughts were:

1) that's an awfully large squirrel

followed by

2) that's some cat with it's bushy tail up in the air

No photos, drats. But a few words from Ted Andrews' pocket version of Animal Speak on skunks:

"Now is the time to assert your boundaries. Others may be taking advantage. Demand respect and move forward at your speed."

I find it really odd for a skunk to be out and about early March when it has been so effing cold. And I might just take it as an oddity of nature except for Mr. Andrews' take on the barred owl (the gentleman we saw in my last post perched high in my backyard tree) which is, "Spirits are calling. Pay attention to all of the signs. Although small, subtle and quiet, heed that gentle voice of your intuition."

So this skunk was neither small nor subtle. Do I need to set my boundaries? Oh yeah, I've known that for a long time. Moving forward at my own speed is something I often ignore because of fear. Eep! I guess I will consider ourselves lucky to have just been, ahem, warned.