The day before Christmas I was driving toward our home and saw some people gathered. It looked like they were cooking and I saw a head of something. So I stopped to check it out. The tradition here is to cook a cow or/and pig for all to eat for Christmas. So here we have the remains of this poor cow who was hanging in the hood just the day before munching grass. They named him Christmas. I'm not sure where all these kids came from, they just wanted to be in the picture.