Wolverines stink. Back in the mid 1960s my cousin and I were hunting Mule deer out of an old squatters/trapper cabin in the Missouri breaks of Montana. It was on his dad's ranch and we packed everything in and out with horses.

One night we were awakened by a noisy raucous under the cabin floor that lasted for about 2-3 minutes and the place started to stink. We opened the cabin door to get some fresh air and contemplated sleeping outside. The odor was not like any skunk I ever smelled.

We hunted until noon that day and upon our return we decided to investigate under the cabin. We retrieved some hair and a couple pieces of bloody skin. Several days later my cousin gave the material to a warden out of Lewistown and he thought it was from a Wolverine and said he would send to a lab for identification. The warden called my cousin later and said the lab results showed a Wolverine.


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