My cousin had a pet skunk, Daisy. Again, not much personality... There is a picture of me when I was about three holding a baby skunk. I think Dad found it and let me hold it for a while. Mom had a fit. I can 't say anything about smelly pets. I have a sugar glider who is sitting beside me now stinking up the place. I have to rehome him. Can't find anyone who wants him, though, so here he stays. I dream about
"setting him free". ;-)
"setting him free". ;-)