The pictures of Provo's biggest eyesore (as blogged about here) were taken on Saturday around midnight. At that point, the snow-beast was fully intact.
After church on Sunday, we drove past the beast's lair to see if he was still haunting the street. It was then that we saw traces of the massacre that had occurred. His body was still intact, but his head was missing. Between midnight and noon on Sunday, someone had decapitated the snow-beast.
Now that his head is gone, I almost miss it.
Seeking retribution and vindication, we left this sign.
First, we tried to stick the sign into his body.
Rigor mortise had already set in, and the body was as hard as ice.
Since my last post was titled "Snow-Indian vs. Snow-beast," I can only assume that the snow-Indian stole the snow-beast's head. That would mean the snow-Indian won...this round.