So, I'm out walking my dog Gus when I spy something on the curb in a neighbor's yard.
Now I happen to know these particular neighbors and I love their house so my radar was peaked. (One of them is an architect and the other is a realtor which = cool.)
What I spotted was a small mint green table.
I sauntered (raced) on over for closer inspection.
WOW. Little metal side table. Tallish. Drawer. Mint color.
Did I mention it was mint?
It had a cute sign on it that said something like, "I need a new home."
NEXT to it though ... oh, next to the little metal mint table was a taxidermy fish.
It had a cute little sign that said, "Adopt me."
Well then, OK!
But now I had a dilemma.
Fish or table?
Table or fish?
Let dog off leash and take both?
Crap. Total scavenger dilemma.
I foolishly took the fish first.
I was just around the corner from home so I planned to race the fish and the dog home then come right back for the table.
I hoisted the fish under my arm, kinda, and drug the dog home.
Threw him in the yard, set the fish down gently, and went to get the table.
I was coming around the corner when I saw a woman driving slowly in the vicinity.
I can tell another scavenger a mile away.
She was closer.
And in car.
She turns into the driveway and I'm hoping against hope that she doesn't like something about it, but THEN some OTHER ho drives up and rolls down her window so she can holler to the first (actually second, if you count me), "I was just coming back to get this!!!"
I was done for.
I decided to let them duke it out, but man I was totally freakin' irked as shit at myself for taking the fish first.
Course, now I have a fish and she just has a perfectly minty metal table.
Taxidermy fish deserves some Polaroid love, don't you think?
I couldn't even figure out how to photograph him. Her. It.
What will I do with it?
Um, I dunno.
I gotta take that limb off his back first, poor thing. He's attached aptly to a piece of driftwood.
He deserves a wall mount of some kind, for sure.
I see him above my garage door.
Do you think he's waterproof?
So, there you have it.
A taxidermy fish for The Wabi-Sabi House.
Cass and Carla, if y'all are reading this could we get a story behind this guy?
If not, I'll have to make one up.
(As if this story is not enough.)
Hope your day is fishy and fun!
PS I forgot to tell you that all my animals were horrified by the fish. Angus finally got his nerve up to sniff at it. He then decided he needed to guard it. With his life. Poor thing, he was compelled to sit by it all day, unable to leave it for fear of what might happen. Weird protection Pyrenees thing, I guess.