An officer at my last command before I got out of the Navy had a descented skunk for a pet. She was the mascot of the entire building when he brought her in. Very friendly, very playful.
The first time she jumped on my desk, I practically had a heart attack though. But I got used to her. She thought that “In” boxes were the perfect place for naps, and it didn’t matter who’s desk it was on.
She also loved Milk-Bone dog biscuits and after a while, almost everyone had a supply on hand.
My dog, when I was growing up, got sprayed by a skunk once. It wasn’t pretty. The story was kind of funny..our dog had gotten loose and my mom thought she was chasing a cat. She sent me out to go and try and catch the dog. So, I was chasing the dog and the dog was chasing the skunk...you get the picture. By the time I realized it was a skunk,our dog, had been sprayed.