The Rabbit is Safe

The skeleton laid in the earth, alone with its hallowed thoughts, for what seemed like an endless procession of years. Halfway through a yawn (out of habit, its lungs had long vanished), it heard the first sound to echo through the grave in… my oh my, how long now? A duet of pleasures – for how long has it been since it had a mystery?

A wild hare burst through the grave wall, making a startled noise and jumping around in quick, tight circles. After a handful of panicked minutes, the young rabbit settled in the skeleton’s rib cage and huddled in fear.

Carefully, the skeleton turned its skull to face the creature. Slowly, it reached up a talon to gently pet the bun. After a few moments, the rabbit calmed, and a bit later, it fell asleep.

The rabbit lay safe and the skeleton was supremely happy.

For the rest of its days, the rabbit would return to the skeleton nearly every night to sleep where once a heart beat.


work in progress, dental mold and skeletal rabbit feet crown.
i have one of those false teeth ice-cube trays so i tried out taking a plaster mold from it to see how they turned out. they were pretty bad but after shaping them with a dremel they turned out ok. at first i hated how peggy they were and how they were riddled with air bubbles but now i like the effect as they look like gnarly old bad teeth.
i tried out the dremel metal cutting tool on an old chandelier and it works amazing! my dremel is hands down one of the best things ive ever brought

31 Days of Vulture Culture: Day 15

How do you clean your bones? Maceration? Rotting? Burying?

I am not a fan of maceration or rotting mostly because I’m a wuss when it comes to smells but also because of my proximity to neighbors and the fact that I don’t have many places I could leave something lying around like that. I typically dig a really shallow hole and barely cover the objects I’m cleaning with dirt. Like this rabbit for instance. I found this flat bun laying at the edge of someone’s front yard so I nabbed it while on one of my walks. It’s was still very much connected though it doesn’t have much else going for it, just skin, fur, and bones. The hole I dug for it is about 4-5 inches deep and it’s loosely and just barely covered, like you can still see bones protruding from the dirt like little baby bone plants. I then put a big, old pot over it and put a brick over the pot. The deer head I buried was too large to do that with and too rotten and gross so he was buried a little deeper and I laid bricks over the loose soil so nothing would dig him back up. But anyway, burying is my go to for everything. Once most of it is separated enough to handle the bones I clean them the best I can with water and soap, degreasing as needed with dawn soaks, and then it’s on to a little peroxide. I like my bones to be pretty natural in color so I never “bleach” them for too long.