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“They’re considered the largest and most fearsome predator on the planet you know” a friend once offered up in conversation. Hmmm….WELL, it doesn’t look soooo powerful now, does it? I remember the moment so well. Even
The walls of My penthouse are covered with the heads of those that met My imperial gaze through the crosshairs. The floors are adorned with their skins and hides. My suite of closets are filled with their fur. Such good times! But tonight I’m back
We’re just getting used to them. Olivia was developing shoulder aches from all the shooting. It’s never a clean kill with these things. And you know, We’re perfectly fine with that! Makes it all the more ‘sporting’!
A guest commented the other evening… “My, I count two rooms without skins covering the floors”. I’ve never felt so humiliated. THAT will be taken care of TODAY!!
Really Alaska! You offer a bounty per head. And then…you place a limit on how many??? No matter. A few grand spread around in the right hands and everybody looks the other way. Now I won’t have to stop,shooting til My shoulder wears
Let’s play a game. you like games don’t you? Let’s play…Guess The Donor! Because you KNOW how I abhor synthetics! Mmmmmmmm… I can remember that day so clearly. My bloodlust was in overdrive. I just couldn’t
If You’re not going to look good when You kill… Then…what’s the point? Besides…its just so fucking hot when I pose with a heel on the head of the vanquished!
Enjoying My trip to Saudi Arabia. NOW! Good lord…how many steel and glass monstrosities can one look at until One goes daff from the banality? Thank goodness My guide suggested a hunt. A canned hunt of course. I’m not traipsing across
Communing with nature. The thrill of the hunt. What is My fancy today you ask? Anything dumb enough to share the mile or so surrounding Me.
My neighbor Dimitri is hosting a shooting party and canned hunt this evening. The tent is erected, the champagne chilled and the guns leaned and loaded. And I am dressed appropriately for a lovely evening of drinking, laughter and decadent carnage.
A note to My followers… First…NO, this is not ME! Lol…I wish! As usual in My world, I see a simple photo that anyone else might appreciate for a second or two. But I see so much more. It speaks to Me, inspires Me and soon a story
Some things spend their whole life roaming the earth aimlessly. Looking for a purpose. Looking for their place in the world. This lucky beast found their’s. Flat. On My floor. Feeling My beautiful heels digging into it’s back. YOU
No trudging through muddy fields in baggy camo and ugly boots for this Huntress. I prefer a luxurious tent, marble floors, the champagne on ice, something shiny, short and tight to slither into…and of course My favorite heels. Such great sport!
