She was quite preggy -- and knew I was there. She looked over a couple times, must have known I presented no threat and returned to eating/rooting for a family to come. Skunks are generally very docile. I did accidently spook her when I moved to get back to digging. She was back again in about five minutes. I swear she liked being near me, possibly due to all the digging I was doing. It must have seemed like I was a fellow rooter to her. When I left, I'm sure she pounced on the spot where I had turned over the soil. By the by, no good bottles -- all newer stuff, circa 1930s.