We went to my sister's for dinner on Christmas Eve. We were told my brother-in-law was grilling steaks. They looked like filet mignons and smelled wonderful! After everybody cleaned their plate, my sister (with a smirk on her face) asked me how I liked those "Omaha Steaks"? I knew right there something was up. You see, I've always refused to eat deer meat. I'd had it once in Texas and it was awful. My sister always told me I'd just never had it prepared right. She then announced I had just consumed deer. In fact, if you look at the picture below, you can see the remains of the Bambi we ate that night... it's the "European" mount in the center...just the skull and antlers. Can you see it?
Before the joke was played on me...a cozy table was set.
Ha, Ha! You ate a deer!
He looks like a puppet. I have no idea what he was pretending.
My Mom and sister watching Aidan open a present...a talking Steve Irwin doll. I want one!!! It's very cool. He doesn't just talk, he tells entire stories!