Dew and I went out yesterday, south of town to sight in some guns, and shoot at a ground squirell or two. It's been snowing off and on, but in between storms the sun comes out and a squirell or two will pop up. Bang! Ok, no dead ones yesterday, to cold. There was however a nice sized badger also out hunting for squirrels. I saw something moving about 200 yards away, just the other side of an old badger hole. I looked through my scope on my 22 and saw dirt flyin, then saw him. The storm was coming right at us with about 15-20 mi/hr wind in our face, crosswind to the badger. Dew and I both had only 22's and decided larger firepower was needed. I sneaked out of the pickup to the back and got my 308 which I brought along just in case. Not in case I saw a badger but just in case. When I came from around the pickup he saw me and hid behind a mound. I got into the prone position and watched him peek over the mound at me untill he felt good enough to get back at it and bang! About 20lbs. I thought he was a lot bigger. He was STINKING VERY BADDLY!!!! When I got home I went to put my guns away and STUNK UP THE HOUSE with my rifle as I had poked the badger with it to make sure he was dead. Skunk with a different costume!