I picked up my completed bear rug yesterday. I've named it "Brutus" - seems a fitting name for a record-sized bear, right? You should have seen the reaction of our two cats and dog when they walked into the living room where the bear rug is - classic "double-take" reaction (Woah, what IS that thing?). My friend Jeff the taxidermist did a great job with the skin. You may not be able to tell from the photo but Brutus is a gorgeous chocolate brown. Hey, stop feeling sorry for the bear! He lived a full life and will enjoy many more years on my wall. I'm tired of showing my friends the picture of the rug and them go, "Ohhh, the poor thing!" Seriously? Look at it this way - this is the closest you'll ever get to a bear, and I'll even let you touch it!
Daphne loves the rug (and I love my wife for that!) and she wants to keep it on the floor. I don't trust any of our three domestic mammals not to pee on it or poo on it, or scratch it up. So, executive decision: it goes on the wall. I am now OFFICIALLY a mountain man. Yee Haw!
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