I was sitting on the front porch tonight at dusk and a skunk approached. I waved my hands to let it know I was there. It paused, looked up at me with one foot raised, and walked right up, under my chair to the porch edge (where Buddy had leapt off) and then came back towards the stairs, walking over my sandled feet. It was snuffing as it went over my toes, paused, backed up and sniffed very thoroughly at my toes. I was worried it might think they were dinner and I wiggled them, then moved them out of the way! Cheeky devil! These current baby skunks have no fear.