ok, as Bio has forced me into a defense corner, I will explain about the cat in my freezer before he embelishes it.
I lived in an apt, and one of the tenants had moved out, leaving their barely 6 month old pregnant cat behind. I LOVE animals, and decided to take "squeak" in. She was a very loving cat, and minimally pregnant, meaning not too huge at all. So, I stressed over the impending fact that I would have to find homes for kittens. I weighed the options, and after speaking with SEVERAL veterinarians, decided that a kitty abortion was the best solution. Now, as I was not rich, I chose the one that charged the lowest fee. Bad decision on my part.
I took my little baby in for the surgery in the morning, and was ok'd to take her home that evening. She seemed completely out of it, could hold her head up. I attributed it to the anesthesia. When I got her home, I laid her on the floor and watched over her. She couldnt stand, and could barely hold her head up. I knew something was not right. As I was petting her, telling her everything would be ok, she let out a horrific noise, and stretched out. When she did this, her incision came open, and there was a lot of bloody yuck. I immediately drove her to the vet - the expensive one that I usually used. She was DOA. Apparently, the butcher I took her to used no anesthetic, and did not cauterize her on the inside to stop hemmoraging.
Freezer
Ok, I was instructed to put her in my freezer till she was frozen solid. Then I was going to ship her body to Washington State University - which is the big veterinarian school for autopsy. The idea was to put the veterinarian who did this out of business. And dont let Bio tell you she was just laying in there. She was wrapped in a black plastic bag, so you could not tell what it was, unless you opened it.
Anyhoo, summer came and went, and I never did send her. When I moved out of the apt, I chose a nice wooded area closeby and buried her.
So now you know......The Rest of the Story
