Today was a pretty awesome day!
I’m home for the weekend (I’ve been nanny-ing out of town all month) and on the way home from grocery shopping with my dad, I spied a doe skull hung on a broken branch about 40 feet from the side of the highway. We ran home so nothing would melt and doubled back to collect her. (“How the hell did you see that thing!?” I’m a vulture, Dad. It’s what I do.)
We figure a crew doing roadside maintenance of the grass and trees must have found her and put her there. I looked around the area quickly, but didn’t see the rest of her. While I hopped out of the car to grab her, a biker pulled over and asked if everything was alright. “Oh yea, my daughter just saw a skull and wants to get it! :D”
After that small adventure, we visited a friend of my dad’s (the same guy that resulted in the wildebeest tail). He showed me a few of his mounts, most of which are in storage at the moment. He told me tales of his friend, a gentleman that frequently goes on safari, and all the incredible mounts he has. He apparently has five or six leopard mounts, and an unmountable skin due to major slipping (I want, I will treasure it and you already have a lot of leopards please share! D:). We sent a tentative date to go visit him and see his trophy room.
The real exciting part of the visit was I got to fondle an elephant penis! Cross that off the bucket list. His safari friend had taken the elephant, and he’d gotten to keep the tanned penis skin and some bracelets made of tail hair and dried cartilage from the ankles. Unknown until after the elephant had gone down and they approached him, he actually had a broken spear tip in his shoulder that was festering horribly.
He sent me home with another hartebeest skull; it’s one of the most rodent chewed skulls I’ve ever seen (it was kept outside against his garden wall). But, despite it’s rough condition I’m really glad to have a full skull again since the previous one he gave my Dad, many years ago, broke when it fell from the garage.