i went to my grandparents' house this weekend and found out that their neighbors are disgusting people. they hunt deer, bring them home, butcher them, and just leave the pieces sitting around. fortunately for me, my grandparents' dogs like to steal pieces of bone and bring them home to chew on. so up top is my harvest from their house - a partial scapula, a couple of broken knees, a large chunk of femur, and (!!!!) two fully intact shinbones. they were mostly clean, with only a few exceptions, but there's still connective tissue all over the place so i'll have to do something about that.
below that is the frog... not 100% when this poor guy died, but it was obviously the work of cats. i found him completely dried and mummified on our back porch. he was so pretty and complete and proved to be a total bitch to get off the porch. i had to pry him off with grass clippers. but now he's going to soften up for a bit. i'm missing one arm, but i have almost all of the rest of him.
god the bird is nasty, i'm so sorry. i left him out to dry and get eaten by ants and neither worked out well. when i went to de-feather him, i ended up pulling the skin away and he was so fucking rank that i couldn't stand it (even with the TB mask that's in the corner of the frog pic). so i left him in the death shed for a bit and he just kinda... melted. i was going to salt those feet but the fat from the legs has just oozed everywhere. but i'm gonna stay at it for that skull. he's a warbler and is pretty much picture perfect.
and look more deer bones - this time, with water. i've gotta stop writing novels for this shit. oh well. next week i'm supposedly getting a mostly complete possum skeleton from one of my mom's coworkers... we shall see.
edit: fucking hell there's an earwig in the bird pan ew ew ew