My Beloved titled this post.
I wanted to title it, "Clearly, We Have a Problem."
Or maybe, "Intervention: The Hunting Edition."
Possibly, "Dead Things Belong Outside!"
This sign over the windows in his office says it all:
Almost exactly two years ago, we had this major
expense addition to our home his office.
I'm sure you all remember THIS. How could you forget?
Well, this boy took a little vacation at the taxidermist, but he's back!
I didn't expect his legs to still be attached... to a rock.
The other side of the office wall is the garage - I made sure that there was still room for my van if his hind end was popping through the other side.
One more - the man who is in total denial that he is over the top. He's trying to look all tough, but he's so giddy about this thing, he's trying not to smile.
(I have the same expression behind the camera, but for a different reason. I see the new living room couch I want so badly hanging on the wall.)
Lest you forget, he also has these in his little 10x14 office. That cutie pie holding the antlers is my trophy!
It is really sad when the hard-earned MBA diploma is in the floor under the animal heads, don't you think? (My blog, honey. They will agree with me!).
I must go.... I need to find another recipe that
disguises uses goat meat!
p.s. I might complain, but I secretly feel this way.