The animals did not suffer at my hand. I have a client who is a taxidermist. I purchased these from her after her customers failed to pick them up. A reptile, two large mouth bass, and a wall-eye. I don't kill animals. I don't eat animals. But I do marvel at them, every day of my life, from within my inner sanctum. That's Holly Berry on the bed. One of my two beloved cats. She was found in the sewer in Knoxville and got salvation at Noah's Arc, where we adopted her. Pure class. And it's no accident that a portrait of Bob Gibson is fixed just below my licensure at the right. The supine black rectangle below the animals magically illuminates the Atlanta Braves' games for me. I'm all set.
NPR did a piece called "This I Believe" a few years back. Listeners were invited to recite their core beliefs about anything...