Mine doesn’t compare to most of those above, but I was staying up at a friend’s property up on Palomar Mountain in San Diego county. It was the stop/inn for the area and had been in her family since the beginning. We were in one of the rooms and had her boxer at the end of the bed, and everyone else had left their doors open because it was a family fun get-together. All of the sudden, we were awoken by a shriek from her aunt, who was on the toilet. We then heard that door slam and a warning for everyone to stay still.
We reached out and held on to the dog tightly and hoped for the best. The critter then made the rounds of every room in the house and scampered out. All that we saw was the white stripe streaking from room to room. No one moved for the rest of the night.
The next day, her aunt found the nest of skunks under the house and blocked into the house so that we would not get a repeat visit.
The place has since been turned back into an inn/resort.