A "mostly true memoir" of the author's life. Her father was a bit of a character, the kind of fellow who thought it would amuse his two young daughters if he made a hand puppet from a dead squirrel. An avid hunter, he later opened his own taxidermy shop so Jenny and her sister grew up in the presence of various dismembered critters is various stages of processing. It definitely affected her development, as she describes in this humorous and often vulgar memoir.
I did enjoy this memoir, although I was left wondering how much of it really happened, given the disclaimer that it is "mostly true." But whether it is true or not, it is definitely very amusing.