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Living with a vulture looks something like this:

-why is there an owl next to my strawberry cheesecake icecream?

-why is there a crow skeleton on the pool table?

-why do we have a skull in a Starbucks bag above the mini fridge?

-why is there a snack trolley covered in mummified grouse legs?

And finally, hearing ‘I think that was a *insert animal*’ which automatically means you must drop whatever you’re doing and take it home.

[all of these examples are based on real situations in my household]

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We have officially begun a project on a barn owl I found this morning behind a guard rail. Female, no more than 60 days old and in quite good shape! Drained her beak and eyes, cleaned, and is now carefully packaged in my freezer. 🦉

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If you’re a vulture like me, you may be asking; where do you find bones?

For starters if you’re in the UK like myself, large pastures often reap cattle and sheep bones. When the animal dies, depending on the size of the pasture a farmer won’t be able to recover the body, allowing decomposition to pay a visit.

Game keeping pits are a jackpot if you know the right people. Carcasses on the land are thrown into a pit well hidden on property. Looking for fox skulls? That’s the place. More often than not the game keepers have no use for these and usually will let you take a few if you ask.

If you’re the type to take roadkill and let it decompose on your property, please keep an updated record on endangered species in your area! There are certain regulations in place regarding the use of these animals, often meaning you can’t take them home!

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Oh? You’re an artist? Hah, that’s cute. When’s the last time you actually made art?