Every year it's the same ol' thing. The first third of my customers think I'm a god, the second third think I'm just a regular ol' taxidermist, and the final third think I'm a sumb!tch. At this time of the year, as mounts get finished, it's the same ol' excuses..."we're at the beach, we're tied up with soccer or baseball, or we're heading to the mountains...wish you had completed it earlier". It takes 80 manhours per week to keep my little business from lapsing hopelessly behind. I have two great young men assisting me, and we put out a ton of work...but right now...the walls are full, the floor is cluttered, and we still have 25% of the annual workload to complete..."Taxidermy for Fun & Profit", the little ad in Boy's Life said 52 years ago...the fun subsides when the profit is way out on the horizon!