An Open Letter to My Husband

Dear John,

First of all- I love you, however, when I married you I do not recall vows that included: " I, Beth, take your animal skull collection to be plastered all over our happy home..."

Is it not enough that I have incorporated some sort of antler/bone/skull/wildlife art/5ft. high carved black bear into every room in our house? A home that I might add was purchased for the sole purpose of housing your gigantic taxidermied mountain lion that has been posed creeping on two boulders and took six years to obtain. Is it not enough that a deer head stayed in my freezer for 2 years while you "decided what to do with it"... only to find it buried (antlers sticking out) in my vegetable garden (for over a year) where worms and bugs would "eat the flesh and leave a nice white skull". When I came home today and saw what you had done- I decided that enough was enough. Really John? A skull on the children's swingset? No. You are going to turn all of the neighborhood toddlers into vegetarians.