There are kinks and there are perversion.

When a wife shoots up insulin to go into hypoglycemic shock so her husband can fulfill his necrophilia obsession it is a kink.

When that same husband breaks into a morgue, it ceases being a kink.

I find it easy to make that delineation based on legal boundaries.

Which I am sure those boundaries are an often crossing place for the muskrat. He gives off that kind of smell.