Sometime around our birthday this horrifying menace showed up.
It looks innocent here, but don't let it fool you. Mom and this vile beast go toe to toe. I often run for the hills, but one time I did stay, to protect Mom, but then I saw she could fend for herself.
Mom ripped its head off, and then she shoved things into it... I think she was trying to appease it with fruit and ice... and Margarita Mix.
For some reason I'll never understand, she then provoked it by jabbing her fingers at it. It got so angry, that it churned up her offering, showing it's dominance.
Mom couldn't seem to allow that... so she grabbed it by the neck and shook it. It got even angrier and gnawed on the offerings till they were unrecognizable.
Mom then wrestled its head off and drank the offering from a glass... with a small garnish, and a salted rim.