(On Monday, I asked for blogging advice, and one thing that everybody agreed upon was that interesting visuals were key. Which makes today's entry particularly ironic:)
This is what happens when you forget your camera. Yesterday I was in the Habitat for Humanity store in Washington, PA. It's a fascinating place, which sells doors, sinks, and architectural details taken from demolished houses at extremely low prices. If you're rehabbing a building in the area, you'd be made not to check it out. Through the store I went, and down into the basement, and at the very far end of it all . . .
. . . was one of the most alarming taxidermy mounts I've ever seen. It was of a mongoose and a cobra locked in a life-and-death struggle. The mongoose's tail stuck out, bristling with alarm and its teeth were sunk into the snake, just below its head. The cobra was wrapped tight about the mongoose's torso.
How alarming was it, you ask? So alarming that I didn't buy it, even though it was priced at only thirty-five dollars. And that's pretty damned alarming.