The older I get, the more creeped out I am by any kind of taxidermy. Too many childhood visits to the butcher where your brothers dared you to stand under the huge (long-haired!) bull's head (who-can-stand-there-longest-style)? Possibly. Does that mean I'm vegetarian? Heck no. There is still a place in my life for meat. And I still go to that butcher - Best sausage around! (Though writing that sentence made me a little sick just now.)
That goose is hilarious. If it's not shedding stuff, that is.
Lately, I've been setting aside a lot of time to daydream about the following spaces. Which has me really pumped to hunt down the perfect the non-shedding, dust-collecting version of one of theses fine, funny, foul.
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