Finally, as promised, pictures of my leetle (deceased) friend:
The house still has a definite odor to it, but it's SO much better.
Besides, I think I'm (ugh) acclimating to it.
At a friend's (good!) suggestion, I took Pepé to the local furrier to see if he could use the hide. Unfortunately, there was just a little too much yellow in the white fur, rendering it less-than-ideal for his wife's designs.
When I examined the carcass the next morning, I saw that it appeared completely healthy. The furrier confirmed that: no distemper.
She (I think) sure was a fat little bugger, though! But, I learned something: skunks hibernate, and so this is exactly the time of year when they're fattening up for their winter sleep. So, it made complete sense, her tubbiness!