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My bear is home!

Lori let me know last week that my bear was done and I could come get him!  When we dropped him off a year ago, there were a lot of problems, namely his head being cut in half.  But, when all was said and done Jim and Lori did the following:

1. Piece the skull back together.

2. Remove the bald patch in the center of his back that the bear got when he was being hauled off the mountain.

3. All paws were removed and turned 180 degrees because the pelt was not cut right when it was butchered.

4. Flaps of skin above his shoulders were removed and sewn back onto his sides were they belonged.

5. All of the normal taxidermy stuff like preparing and working with the pelt, getting the fake head to go into the rug and felting the bottom.

Needless to say, they went WAY above and beyond in order for me to have a quality rug from my remarkable hunt.   I don't care where you are in Maine, if you can get there, go to New Frontier Taxidermy and get your animals done right.  If I have to strap my animals down and drive for hours to get there, I will.  I will never go anywhere else!

Here is my beautiful Maine Black Bear rug!

He is huge!

Look at those eyes and those awesome scars

So, how big is this rug?  I stretched out on it just to show you =)





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  1. I can't wait to see him in person! He's beautiful! Steve's eyes got huge when he saw the pic of you on the bear. "Whoaaaaa"

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    1. I know! It is bigger than I had imagined. I am not a small person and my height/arm span is 5'5 so...

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