My mom just came back from a grand tour of the midwest, and acquired, among many other things, a fabulous glass dome filled with butterflies and small birds. (Yep. I said that.)
When she first showed me the photo, I was like, "Hmm. Maybe I'm at capacity for taxidermy. Let's give it the skip." but then I was haunted by it. I'd found just the right place to put it, and was somewhat disconsolate that she'd left it behind.
Lucky for me, she was able to swing back by and pick it up a day later, and now I'm the proud owner of a butterfly-small-bird-dome, which greets me every morning!