Our 19 yo cat died last week. It was pouring rain when she died and I couldn't get outside to bury her so I wrapped her up and stuck her in the freezer until I could dig a hole. Last Saturday I told my wife I was going to bury the cat in the back yard. I won't recount our 30 minute, back and forth conversation but it centered around someone digging her up after we sold the house and thinking we buried a body back there. I told her it would be too small for a human. She said it could have been mistaken for a baby. She saw the exact same scenario on some stupid HGTV episode. She used the fact that her mothers', mothers' aunt buried a stillborn child in the backyard in 1908 as the basis for her argument.
After 30 mins or so I finally said " Are you really concerned that someone thinks we're burying bodies in the back yard or do you just want to her that there is a .0000001% chance that you could be right"?
"Yes"
The obvious sarcasm in my comment was ignored when she heard that I acknowledged that there was a .0000001% chance she could be right.