Besides a home baked loaf of gingerbread (Swedish mjuk pepparkaka) I'd brought to get a little christmasy we feasted on Shani's delicious pizza slices and nachos, and Scott opened up a bottle of tasty Syrah/Grenache wine from Swede Hill (sic) Cellars.
But we were not the only ones being fed...
The rat below was dead from the start; no unnecessary cruelty here. This snake was not so bright though, stubbornly trying to eat the poor creature butt first, which I learned was nearly impossible. It took him a while to figure that out.
This lady knew better. Look at the rat-shaped bulge in her throat, not to mention the tail casually hanging out of her mouth.
Okay, so the rats were dead; these guys were not.
Which made this guy happy.
Shake it like a polaroid picture!
Hey chicks, I eat your unborn children. Have some bread!
Believe it or not; these weren't even half of the animals present. A really interesting day, for sure! (And I haven't even mentioned the guns.)
Football turned out to be a very intriguing game to watch, and I will definitely try to see more of it. It's so much more than just a bunch of huge guys mindlessly running into each other. Also, hanging out with Scott and Shani the whole day was awesome - but that part was less of a surprise. Thanks for a great day!