The first summer we moved in our house a skunk fell down one of the window wells. We called Animal Control and the said they couldn't do anything as we were not in the "service area". But they made sure to tell me the won't climb out if I were to put a board down in the well. So we pay to have it chloroformed and destroyed. Covers went on the wells real quick.
Anyway, I had this 88 Plymouth minivan work beater in the drive that I'd leave the windows down and unlocked. And not a week after the skunk deal I get in the van to go to work. I get halfway down the block and out the corner of my eye I catch a glimpse of something black moving around. I'm thinking oh sheet, now I've got one in the van and it's gonna zap me. I quick stop, slam it into park, and start to open the door. And then I realize it's a black frickin cat. Lol, I'd bet I had look on me when that happened!