Oh lord, since I don't do many birds at all, I might as well jump in with some of my first mounts when I was young and ready to take over the world. In retrospect, these are horrific mounts but they got me where I am now, so I can't hate on them too bad. I don't have any of them anymore. I sold them all years ago or gave them away to friends when I opened to the public because I didn't want people to see my "failed attempts." I sometimes wonder if they are still around and WHY the people that bought them did. I'm sorry for the horrible quality but these are cell phone pics of old actual photos that weren't great to start with. #1 Bird - My first bird. A Ruffed Grouse. I did this one somewhere around fall of 1993. My dad shot this in Bedford County, PA. It was mounted on a wrapped form with teddy bear eyes from the hobby shop in it. #2 Bird - Wood Duck drake. This was from around 1994? This was given to me by my aunt's neighbor who was crazy insane into duck hunting and would kill all sorts of fowl every year. I begged him to save me a woody drake and one day he came to the barber shop while I was getting a haircut and put a grocery bag in my lap containing this duck. It was a beautiful bird but I turned it into this trainwreck. Also, this was one of my first experiences playing with artificial water and I poured it all over the stump that duck was on and made a hell of a mess. #3 Bird - Ringneck Pheasant rooster - This one is from 1995. This thing actually hit the sliding glass door of our back porch. It was the strangest thing, especially considering we lived in the suburbs, nowhere near any crucial pheasant habitat. I have no idea where it came from. This one is starting to look better than the first two attempts. #4 & #5 Birds - Bobwhite Quail Pair - 1996 - These two were given to me by my dad's friend who hunted game preserves all the time. These things were a mess from the start and didn't get much better. His retriever made chew toys out of them before they got to me, but somehow I made them work. And here's a bonus pic of me around 13 or 14 years old in 1997/1998 in my "boycave" full of my taxidermy collection. Most boys collected comic books and baseball cards. I hoarded dead animals and I still do.