Tag: dead zoo

I went to visit the Dead Zoo again. 

The older and more shoddily-preserved the specimen, the more I like it. 

And I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this but I like fish. I really rather do like fish. 

pI went to the Dead Zoo in Dublin. It’s overrun with morbid children in the summer but it’s quiet in the autumn. It’s less disturbing than a real zoo, because for these creatures, the worst is over. Long over, in most cases. I find it peaceful, except for the mounted heads, which somehow seem more grotesque than full-body taxidermy, possibly because it’s less dignified. 

Also this week, something tragic and terrible happened involving a mouse, but I don’t want to talk about it. 

Photos show a skelephant.