I’m pretty sick of taxidermy.  There are so many amazing things about 19th century interiors and design, that it’s kind of a shame that stuffed critters have become the requisite feature of all Victorian-themed interiors. So lately I’ve been buying things like the tiger above.  It’s the head of a stuffed toy tiger glued onto a piece of plywood.  It’s ridiculous looking.  But there’s something much more genuine about taxidermy that’s faux, no?