If you can't get rid of them, at least use them for entertainment. There were skunks living on one Air Base in Nebraska where I was stationed. It wasn't unusual for them to wonder into squadron areas at three or four in the morning. We used to see them sometimes after coming back late from town, and started herding them.
The idea is the same as for circus lion taming. Stand far away, and the skunk ignores you and just goes back to digging grubs. Stand too close and the skunk sprays. Stand just near enough and the skunk moves away, and you move with it. With careful positioning of yourself, you can pretty much drive a skunk where you want.
Of course, timing is everything. The skunk periodically stops to check you out. You have to stop too. And, the skunk periodically decides you're too close. You have to move back quickly. If the tail just lifts, it's not too bad. Skunks do that, and you get a whiff. Skunks turn into sort of a horseshoe before they spray. So, if you see both the front and hind end of the skunk at the same time, you have to be real quick.
Our object in this entertainment was to drive a skunk between two barracks. With any luck, a Sargent may be charging out of a barracks on his way to do Sargently things. Never happened, but the thought was entertaining.
Granted, this may not be everybody's cup of tea. We also would buy several gross of pop bottle rockets and shot them at each other. Soldiers can have some pretty strange idea about entertainment. An occupational hazard, I guess. Since this was in Nebraska, I guess it's close enough to rural living so I'm still on subject.