I remember when I was a teenager in a rebellious snit I told my mom I had no desire to be in the new order. She then jumped on the armegeddon bandwagon so I said to her, "well if armegeddon comes I'll just commit suicide." She said, "Jehovah won't let you commit suicide, he will kill you and he will let you know he's killing you for not serving him."
When I left for good after the gossip, back-biting, and lack of love drove me out, two elders came to call on me (about 2 years later after I quit going). I explained to them what had happened to me and the first thing out of the idiot's mouth was the dog and vomit comment. To give the other guy credit he did say to me, "I wasn't there at the time but you have my sincere apology for the way you were treated." When the vomit comment was made I just made that phhffffttt/hmmmpppfff sound, couldn't help it, came right on out there. I was thinking --yea thats gonna make me wanna come back.
My parents, of course were still spouting all the fear-mongering reasons for serving that loving god of theirs. Since I never df'd or da'd they did talk to me (or should I say sermonize to me) right up until they came to visit me and met my girlfriend. They never talk to me now. What a relief.
Those wacky zany witnesses! Gotta love-em!