I had a pet skunk that I used to feed hotdogs to. He'd come around every evening. Never gave me any problems. Cept I just never got the nerve up to actually pat him on the head. I guess he could have been a her. Didn't want to check that out either. Hadn't seen him since I got back from Alaska. Out walking around today and found his remains. Not much left to bury or anything. Let's all remember the animals that had the unfortunate experience to become one with the place of there death. It's gotta be a sad way to go...