I have a situation with my girlfriend of 6 months that I don't know quite how to deal with. First, let me start by saying she is a lovely girl, but her family is ... odd. She still lives at home and their house is located deep in the woods down here just outside Satsuma, FL. I was over there for the first time yesterday and I am extremely weirded out. The house is more like a log cabin and it is in the middle of nowhere. It is off the main power grid and they have to use a generator for electricity. Her parents don't work and are extremely overweight. Her brother is a mortician and has always given me the creeps. So then while I was over there yesterday I was on my way to the back porch when I passed by her Brother's bedroom. When I turned and glanced in, I was shocked. I saw... what must have been 50, to 100, cat heads mounted on small plaques hanging on his bedroom wall. I paused because at first I didn't realize what they were...I was like...does this guy have puppets hanging on his wall? So I took one step into the room and realized that I was looking at kittens and cats- Some of them had terrified looks on their faces, while others looked very stoic and regal- There eyes were all extra glazed and the whole thing just shook me up. So then, when I returned to the living room I said to her brother that I could not help but notice...He became very excited and brought me back to his room and started telling me about what a great hobby it is- How this one was Purr Purr, and this one was Gin Gin and bla bla bla- I asked him where he got all of them and he said he stuffs and mounts them on his own. So I asked him again where he gets all of these cats.... he paused, and wouldn't really say anything other then that they were "Farrell" ...but I noticed that some of them had tiny little collars and tags. When I questioned my girlfriend about it on the way back to my place, she did not think this was odd at all, and claims everyone has mounted heads of animals. I am shocked. and I don't know if I am overreacting or not. People down here in Central Fl, are very different then from where I am from up in Chicago. Is this normal? And then I started thinking back to last week when she brought this chicken over and made dinner- It didn't taste right (seriously)- It was very tough and looked more like shriveled steak. When I asked her about that she became flustered and said something to the affect of that it was "spring chicken" left over from her Sister's Bat Mitzvah, and that they ate the "spring chicken" to signify her Sister coming into womanhood- The thing is, I don't think these people are even Jewish- Their last name is "Christianson". I mean I guess she could be Jewish and I am probably just all freaked our from all the cat heads, but still...I feel very ill at ease. Does anyone have any thoughts?