(Those two things are not related.)
If a cat is petrified and dead, was it scared to death?
(Ahahahaa! I crack me up!)
Seriously, folks, there’s a petrified (dead, not scared) cat in Pensacola. No, I’m not talking about Pye, my oft-scared, bi-polar feline companion for whom I occasionally consider finding a new home… she is alive and well and scratching the crap out of my furniture.
I am talking about a dead cat on display, no less, in a museum. Yup, right here in the good ol’ U.S. of A. can you find such treasures at the local museum as a petrified (dead, not scared) cat on display.
Ah, don’t you just love America? I mean, seriously, in what other country are dead things proudly displayed for a small viewing fee? Cases in point: The (Infamous) Mutter Museum’s collection of dead body parts in jars; The (Dead) Thing in Arizona; The Two-headed (and doubly dead) Goat in Bandera, Texas; and then there’s Cabela’s – a nation-wide chain devoted to selling hunting merchandise centered around dead things on display.
Only. In. America.
On display at the T.T. Wentworth, Jr., Museum in downtown Pensacola, a small card below tells of the unfortunate fate of the feline from 1850.
Without further ado… (don’t look if you’re squeamish)
As a cat owner (or slave to a cat, depending on your point of view) and lover of animals, I do feel bad for the poor kitty.
The petrified cat aside, TT Wentworth Jr. is a man after my own heart. The museum’s only theme seems to be randomness: random collections of the goofy and the odd.
If you’re squeamish, don’t let the fateful feline deter you, there is much more to see at the T.T. Wentworth, Jr., Museum: The City of Five Flags, Trader Jon’s, and an ever-changing collection of more than 120 artifacts, many of which I consider “cheezy Americana”.
In my experience, the hours are somewhat of a suggestion and not a rule… I chalk it up to “island time”. Call first. If it just rings and rings and rings, the museum is probably closed.
Doll House on Main Street in Pensacola, Florida
Ok, so you don’t want to go see goofy museum stuff in a place with a petrified cat. I get it.
There’sa miniature house, kind of a large doll house in downtown Pensacola. At the corner of Spring and Main Streets is a miniature replica of the historic Panton Leslie House, built to hide a utility gas line.
Downtown Pensacola is cute, clean and full of great restaurants and shops. They regularly hold events and festivals. Check it out after you visit the museum or miniature house.