Deer Skull

S., because she is awesome, brought me a deer skull. I had intended on putting it in my room but the Butcher was so delighted by it that he talked me into letting it live here in the living room once we get the living room back together.

I have better friends than I deserve. I have long thought so, but this month has proven it.

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