Somehow I was able to get through college biology without dissecting a cat.
Our dissection cat in nursing school was named "Ophelia" We'd enter the lab and softly call "Her, kitty kitty kitty!" At least WE smiled. They got cheap cats preserved in something other than formaldehyde, and they began going green after about four weeks. Of twenty kitties, only three made it to the finals. What an aroma!
We nursing students had lab just before dinner, and could clear the dining hall by identifying hunks we were about to consume ("Oh, look at the pertoralis on this one, Fran!")
and remember... Cat- the Other White Meat!