He's a big boy, so I call him Elvis. He bumped Archie out of the spotlight and, to tell you the truth, he's going to take some getting used to. Let me give you a little glimpse:
And another glimpse:
I think my husband might bring a sleeping bag down and stay out in the office for a few nights, just to make Elvis feel at home. Notice he's in the office because that is the only place we agreed upon other than the garage!!! Notice... eight foot ceilings, not really fit for taxidermy.
Here's Kenyon's view from his desk chair. What a work day!
Archie is the antelope that was hanging in Elvis' spot. He was moved to the right of Elvis, but I didn't really have the patience to wait around to take a picture.
Welcome home Elvis!