Today I helped vine-harvesting the vine of my family.
It was a good opportunity to spend a bit of time with my aunt and uncle.
I learnt some thing that I never thought could happen.
When they were younger, the bear pet of an "eccentric one" escaped and had to be dealt with.
Apparently there wasn't a lot of rules back then.
It also happened once but with lions (correct pluralization). Some of my aunts remember going to the local butchery to see them being put down like pigs.
It's like hearing about an other world but it's just things that happened 30 years ago tops.
When we got back home I felt asleep on my bed. Apparently my mom tried to wake me up gently when it was dinner time. I pushed her away and seemed scared and told her something like "What have you done!?".
I don't remember any of that, sorry mom.
