SK: Finally, I can write Gherkin's testimonial

Louis Erickson lerickson at
Fri Oct 4 23:43:42 PDT 2013

Aww, Ken, I'm so sorry for your loss.  I know Gherkin was a joy for you, and that you were excellent to him.

On Oct 4, 2013, at 6:43 PM, Ken Rosser <hepzibah666 at> wrote:

> Gherkin
> You were a gift in more ways than one. Mycroft had passed
> on at the veterinarians, on March 15th, the ides of March as foretold 
> to another ruler, Julius Caesar, in Shakespeare's play. I like to think I
> wasn't I wasn't Brutus to you Mycroft, but you were paralyzed by 
> congestive heart failure and edema.
>     I was told on a skunks as pets list that a collection had been taken, 
> and I was getting another skunk. I was not sure I was ready for another 
> skunk, but I couldn't say no.
>     Te day came when I was told to pick you up, and a good friend drove me 
> out of town to meet the people who had transported you from the breeder. There was a little chagrin over how you melted into my arms, but you were home, and we both knew it.
>     I was not sure what to name you before you arrived, and I was pestered 
> about what I would name you after so well naming Mycroft, as Mycroft 
> Holmes because he could outwit me. Finally I said I would name you 
> either Thongor or Gherkin the Mighty, and according to popular  request, and not being able to think of anything else, you became 
> Gherkin, my sweet little pickle. You were the sweetest natured skunk I 
> had ever met. You let yourself be bullied by the short lived Dutch, my 
> first brown and white skunk, and later by Professor Moriarty and Agent 
> Cooper.
>     I 
> saw how you removed yourself from the communal bed with Cooper, and that you were not well, and preparing for the end. I could not get a vet 
> appointment in time, like I could not do for Moriarty.
>     Your last night, I stayed up with you. I gave you a final bath in the 
> bathroom sink, then put you on my as you dried. I petted youtill you 
> indicated you wanted down, so I put you on the floor beside my feet.
>     I consulted everyone who was still awake, or up early early, on what I 
> could do for you. One suggested corn syrup to bring your blood sugar up, but I only had honey, so I gave you that. At 9 am when the 
> supermarket opened, I I rushed out and bought corn syrup, also gave you 
> that, as well as some rescue remedy that I had only used once before, 
> when baby Moriarty had a seizure. It was all to no avail, and you passed on at about 9:40 am, June 11th, 2013, aged 9 years, and one month. 
>     Cooper seems more distressed at your leaving us. There is no skunk to open the 
> fridge anymore. I know I saw both you and Cooper open the fridge, but 
> that was your trick, and Cooper now waits for me to open the fridge for 
> him. I am his big brother skunk now.
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