Took the dog for her regular evening ride in the Polaris Ranger. It's our thing, once around the block, about four miles or so. As we are on the last leg down the side of the hay pasture fence, I see a kitty coming down the side of the road. As we get closer, l see it's NOT a kitty but a polecat.
As we draw near, he looks dead in my eyes and stops. 
We pass beside him and he spins away turning to face the ditch, butt toward the road. He lifts his tail, and knowing whats coming...
I stomp the gas
... And look in the rearview mirror.I see him standing on his front feet, tail pointing straight up...
Missed me.
I did not go back and ask him what the heck his problem was... 
