This Old Thing? It's My Cat!
Extreme pet lovers are prone to say things like, "My dog is my baby," or "My cat is a member of my family," which are lovely (if annoying) sentiments–unless those extreme pet lovers also happen to be the the kind of extreme pet lovers who do things like turn their deceased "babies" or "family members" into Perpetual Pets, then those sentiments are just gross. Taxidermy preparations of loved ones amongst us humans is generally frowned upon (See: Carl Von Cosel, Norman Bates). If they truly are like family members, why should freeze-drying your pets be any different?
Likewise, if you took your child to get a haircut and the second you walked in the door the stylist was hungrily pawing your child's head, you might be a little frightened. And if that same stylist, after cutting your child's hair, eagerly gathered all the clippings and said to you, "I could make this into a beautiful handbag. Would you like a kid's-hair handbag to remember your child by following their inevitable death?" you'd probably grab your child and back out of the front door slowly. But that's the difference between human-to-human love and extreme human-to-pet love: A stylist who loves making handbags out of children's hair would be shunned and hopefully medicated. A pet groomer who loves making handbags out of Persian cat hair has no problem selling her wares to fellow crazies and is profiled on Animal Planet.
(Amazing clip via FourFour)
I think she should modify the reaction categories. It's clearly not just "Eww people" vs. "Aww people." Instead it's more like "Eww, get that catbag away from me" people vs. "Aww, this speaks to my insanity" people, vs. "If I say I'm okay with catbags, will you leave me alone?" people.