Animal-Lovers and Anti-Hunting Activists Avert Your Eyes Please (you have been warned)

It has been established that I live in a strange place the country.  While I love it and have accepted it, there are still things that happen that are alarming.  Take last Saturday night for example:

Sam and I were at the in-laws having a meal and a game of Trivial Pursuit, I'd had a couple glasses of wine, it was the weekend, everything was grand.  I was in a comfortable place, with people I trust laughing and being merry.  Then I had to go to the bathroom.  The downstairs bathroom is through the utility room which is through the kitchen, and I always close the door to the utility room to keep the heat in.  I used to always turn on the light because I'm a huge baby, but when I've had a drink and I'm feeling brave I leave it off and scoot through to the bathroom.  This was where I made a very grave  mistake on Saturday.  I came out of the bathroom when I was finished, and was reaching for the door latch when I grabbed something strange.  Something unusual.  This:

Which was when I started and stumbled forward with my face buried into a "coat" which was actually this:

As I fumbled for the light switch, and when I finally turned it on found myself eye to eye with this:

Which was when my knees buckled and I stifled a scream of terror.  

I'm from Texas y'all, I have accepted that people hunt, it doesn't even bother me that much anymore.  And since being here I have seen my fair share of pheasants hanging out in people's utility rooms/kitchens/front porches.  It was just the last thing I expected to put my face on on Saturday.  Needless to say, Sam and his parents laughed at me.