I'm dissecting this cat. We named her "Mabel." Immersed in distinguishing the different muscle groups on the first day, I forgot that she was once, well, a cat. Taking pictures of the different muscles on the second day, without any dissection gloves on, I was sadly reminded of this. Looking up from Mabel to another table, I saw this:
I stood transfixed. Too real. My kitty-loving heart sank.