Oh my!!! What is that??? Are you kidding me???? And you brought it home???? Why?!?!? What were you thinking?? Are you nuts??? My den??? Don't you think that's kinda gross?
Yes, that was just a few of the questions I had for my beloved Hubby.
My Hubby is a country boy. I accepted that the day I said,"I Do". He was born & raised right here on this piece of land we live on now. He has always been an outdoors man. He really enjoys hunting and fishing. However, in the last few years he has added to his list of hobbies. He now really enjoys recycling (everything) and he is a "stuff" collector...better known as a "junk" collecter....grrr Which I do not like at all. His new hobbies are driving me nuts...really.
Well, he came in with this "NOT" so adorable little critter. A mounted (I guess that's how they spell it) animal. A fox to be exact. Now you ask me,what is the big deal? Well let me go on....
Yes, we have other mounted animals that my hubby calls his trophies, but I call them dust collectors and they are taking up my den space. I've tried to understand his passion for hunting trophies & then mounting the top ones. But, when you start collecting other people's mounted animals that is when I think his hobbies of hunting,collecting, and recycling are becoming a problem. Yes, you heard me right. This is someone else's stuffed & fluffed flox. That why I'm so bum fuzzled.Why would anybody want someone's old (recycled) mounted animal???? I'm sorry but that is just gross to me.
I have a problem here. Somethings got to give and somethings got to go. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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