Skunks are not to be trusted!

So, at the end of a dream (I won't bore you with the beginning), a skunk started chasing me around a street. It wouldn't leave me alone. When I slowed down, it would turn and try to spray me. Obviously, I would start to run again, so it didn't. Some friends showed up and ended up being chased as well. One of my friends got tired and refused to run anymore. The skunk ran up to him, hid behind him and gave me a frightened look as if I was the one chasing him! Everyone felt bad for the blasted skunk.

So then I woke up ticked that the blasted skunk got away with acting the victim. He was chasing ME!