Buster in the Freezer

I haven't blogged in a week and all of a sudden I have 4 ideas floating out there. Two in draft form. This one however just had to be written....

The hubby and I went to my parents' for dinner tonight since my brother is in town. He brought the dog. We started discussing his best friend's boxer, and my mother asks "Is Buster still in the freezer?" This begs 2 questions: Who is Buster and why is he in the freezer?

Buster was apparently the friend's first dog. When Buster died, the friend did not want to bury it in the back yard because he thought he might be moving soon and would have to dig the dog up and move it (WTF). They also thought they wanted a necropsy to see if the vet did something wrong. Anyway, they put the dog in a drop freezer and then never moved, or had a necropsy. And now the freezer has become some kind of shrine. The dog has been in the freezer for like 2 years.

I stated the obvious that they should have the dog cremated and that solves the moving problem since they aren't doing the necropsy. Apparently my brother's friend won't do that, so Buster just sits in the freezer wrapped in a blanket my mother made for the family.

This was much funnier when my brother told it. Also the above is a picture of my brother's dog Logan, not Buster.

The follow up story is about the dead German in my parent's back yard....