All it takes is to put the garbage into the trash cans. OOOOOHHH no, I have to live with a bunch of lazies. The o'l skunk was dining for hours. The other night I was out in the garage doing something and he just waddled right in the garage and headed for the garbage. Hes not even afraid of me anymore. So I told him to get. He looked at me, and I looked at him( the usual thing with us). Then he waddled under a shelf and with his back to me. I picked the garbage up and eventually he made his way back out. Last week I went out in the garage and almost tripped over him. Scared the living crap out of me. Didn't spray me or anything ( we just had are usual staring contest as I told him to nicely to get out of here. He just waddled off under something.