Way back when, I was MAC flighting back to Hawaii at the end of leave, and stopped over in TravisAFB. My next chance for a connecting flight to Hickham was the next morning, so I checked in to the barracks. Well, unfortunately, the room I got was about a 30 minute walk, and the shuttle van wasn't running that late. So I hoofed it...5 hours of sleep was worth it. I got to the area where the barracks was, but the lighting was bad and I misread the number on the back of my key, and it looked like the building they sent me to was the one marked "condemned" (if you've ever lived in single enlisted barracks, there's not much separating "livable" and "condemned". Some barracks I've been in had, literally, not been renovated since they cleaned up the bomb damage in '41). I wandered around the courtyard a bit more, and finally found the barracks I was looking for. As I was walking over to it, I noticed a huge cat. I wasn't too concerned about critters, there were huge jackrabbits all over Travis, but as we got closer to each other, it waddled into a pool of light under a streetlamp. Yup. Skunk. Biggest one I'd ever seen, and still has to be the biggest I've seen. My beagles are smaller than this guy (probably combined!)! Thankfully he took a side path. I didn't want to have to explain to the flight crew and fellow passengers why they were in oxygen masks for the flight to Hawaii...