I'm glad to know I probably wasn't imagining things, then. He must have decided on flight instead of fight.
I saw a skunk a while back when I was visiting somebody. He/she marched across the parking lot and disappeared into the rocks in the rock wall by the bank as bold as brass. I'm not sure what one was doing in town.
I guess skunks stamp their front feet to warn you if they feel threatened before they spray, which I've never seen but sounds absolutely adorable.