Boy will I be glad when it's over. For the last week or so we've been woken up at least once each night by the screeching. Actually, it wakes Golda, our dog, and she "warns" us by barking her fool head off and asking to go out to play with the funny cats. There is at least one female who (I think) doesn't want to mate (maybe too young) because soon after the screeching, the unmistakable odor wafts it's way indoors. I understand that when a female doesn't want to mate she will spray her pursuer to give him the message. (Even my teenage self would have got that message!). One night I was out with Golda so she could do her business when there was a screech and two skunks rounded the corner, one in hot pursuit of the other, and barreled right toward us. Fortunately, they were as surprised to see us as we them and they veered away, and I was able to shove Golda back inside before there was trouble.
I love living in the woods with all the wildlife around, but could do without the skunks.