Simon was my first dog. He was a 90 lb. Shepard/Husky cross. He has now since passed on. I hadn't had Simon all that long (we rescued him from a shelter when he was around 1). He was the sweetest dog - he wouldn't hurt a fly. Me and my girlfriend were walking him in some fields by the river. It was dusk at the time and we happened to look over and see Simon and this skunk just trotting along together. We were horrified. We started frantically calling his name. Him and the skunk gave us the weirdest look. They didn't know why we were getting all excited. So reluctlanty Simon came and we put him on a leash and went on our way. For a long time he thought all skunks were friendly like that and he got sprayed no less than 8 times after that. I don't think he ever found Pepe again.