A few years ago we had some black folk move in right next door. They smell awful, never clean up after themselves and break into my backyard to steal stuff. Back in April I had some friends over for a party and one of them scared my outside-smoking friend half to death. Just the sight of his black self skulking around the cars in the street made her panic and run screaming back into the house.
I’ve never really minded this family, because they don’t hurt me and I don’t hurt them. As long as we keep to our own lives, I’m fine. I don’t have a daughter for them to marry so there’s no danger there. Although one of them did flirt with my son awhile back. My other son screamed at him incessently. After that dustup we haven’t had much confrontation.
My husband, who keeps an eye on the situation, said that he thought they moved out shortly after the April incident. 
True enough we hadn’t seen them for a long while, and there was a moving truck on our street. But last night the unavoidable truth hit us hard. They’re still here. And they’re kicking up as big a ruckus as they ever have.
I try not to mind, but it is difficult when they keep creating a huge stink right next to my office workspace.
Still and all, I think they’re cute as the dickens and wouldn’t mind if one moved right into the house with me.
The first time I saw one of those it was just at dusk, in side view so the head stripe was very visible, and I said, “oh, look, there’s a kitty carrying a piece of sandwich bread in it’s mouth. Now, why would it do that?”
They are adorable aren’t they. When I worked at the VA Living Museum we had one that people had gotten deskunked and were keeping as a pet before they decided it was too much trouble.
Years ago, I lived off Central Pike. And I’d get off I-40 and have to go right past the remnants of one of these critters that had been run over. The smell lingered for at least two months. I’ve never been able to shake that. I’m so glad these folks don’t live by me. This makes the moles, the voles, the bunnies, the deer, the foxes, the coyotes and all the other ones in my ‘hood a little more bearable.
Double check me, but I believe you can tell the sex/gender of your little friends by looking at the pattern of their stripes.
A single solid stripe is male, a la Pepe le Peu and a double stripe( kind of shapped like ()) is a female or the other way around. The wider and whiter the stripe is, the older the skunk is.
Good Luck with them, they are damn cute until they dig up your yard and flower beds.
I’m still terrified of your skunks, no matter how cute they might be.