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Canidae...
Working on a taxidermy project today. Cleaning & preserving a skull that we has respectfully placed in the family garden. It appears to belong to a member of the canidae family, most likely, it was a fox or domestic dog skull. My parents found it last year on a roadside & figured I may be interested in it, figuring I enjoy studying biology, osteology, anatomy & the like. We have placed it in one of our gardens in our yard, upon a rock, seated within a lovely bed of flowers. We did so figuring we are dog lovers, & since I do not know the exact species or origin of the skull, we have treated it with utmost respect, thinking that the skull belonged to a domestic canine, meaning it could have once belonged to somebody as a pet, or as a stray. My other likely guess is that it belongs to a wild fox. There are some fractures along the jaw & ocular cavities of one side of the skull. It's sad to say that animal probably died from being hit by a car. I wanted to preserve the skull & take care of it, so today I brought it indoors for a cleaning & peroxide bleaching. The bone is frail, porous & thin along the one eye socket, & there are some small furrows & a crack along the muzzle. I felt the need to take care of the skull, figuring it had once belonged to a magnificent living creature. I plan on keeping it indoors. I collect skulls, both real & fake, & real bone is truly special & bizarre as it may sound, kind of sacred. To think, it was once part of a living organism. It must be treated with care. Everything in life & death contains a hushed beauty...
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