Friday, November 26, 2010

I reveal the dangerous consequences of living with a veterinary histopathologist

"When you saw that photograph of the pigs in the cake shop in Paris, did you know I would buy you one?".  "Yes", replied my husband (a French-Canadian veterinary histopathologist who spends much of his day examining slices of pig that are a hundredth of a millimetre thick), "I did".

"And would you like to eat it?". "Yes", he said. "I would."

**WARNING** Contains images of live necropsy*.















Do not say I didn't warn you.

Pip "And the cake was delicious too!" Pip

NWM

* Like an autopsy, but for non-humans. 


6 comments:

Nellig said...

Oh... the little sugary face.

If this were an art college degree show, I think you'd be a bit of a sensation.

Tracy Lynn said...

I find this to be seriously fantastic.

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Nellig. Hello and welcome. FYI the little sugary face brought tears to my evil necropsy-enjoying eyes.

Tracy. I know. I know.

Leilani Schuck Weatherington said...

Hilarious. Having a good laugh is a great way to end the day...

Buggles Balham High Road said...

You are getting even funnier. Excellent.

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Dear Leilani and Buggles, you are of course wise and clever and you are BOTH possessed of fantastically good taste. Hoorah!

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