Stephen-the-Pug had been freeze-dried after he died, presumably at his owner’s request (though how he came to rest on a hotel chair at a vet conference in a “Pet Cemetary” booth eludes my imagination).
No, I finally decided, it would just be too weird, too sensational, too disrespectful somehow. But now that I’ve seen Stephen, I can finally understand why someone might elect to freeze-dry their sweetheart—pathological though it might be.
Somehow, though, I don’t expect anyone to ever ask…and I certainly don’t plan to start offering this service alongside cremation at my euthanasias. Can you imagine the looks? I can. ‘Nuff said about Stephen. May he rest in peace.
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