this deer head was left for us. since getting the cabin, i've wanted to take him down and give him a good cleaning. this weekend i did it. polished the eyes, dusted the fur and washed the antlers. it was lighter than i thought it would be. i named him carl because it rhymes with snarl which to me is what he is doing. wierd to think this dude was free and roaming the woods and then he's dead and mounted on a wall somewhere. i like carl. feels like he sort of watches the place when we're not there.