We are currently raising 3 chickens in our backyard: Rosie, Cheep Cheep, and Dr. Evil. Chicken husbandry is surprisingly fun and rewarding, since they are smarter and more charming than you expect. One cute thing they do that tickles me to no end is that even if they are roaming around outside, a few minutes before sunset they will march into their coop and tuck themselves into bed. It is so cute!
We are using this as a reference book:
Isaac sometimes idly leafs through it, looking at the pictures and trying to read some of the words. Usually the text is just explaining mundane things about the care and feeding of chickens, however he happened to open to a chapter near the end of the book and came across this passage:
He pointed to the picture and asked me what it was for. I didn't even realize the book had a chapter on slaughtering! Trying to avoid a difficult subject, I lied and said that this particular chicken seems to have tripped and fallen into a funnel, and it's up to his owner to try to get him out. "How would you get out of a funnel?" I asked. You see what I did there? I turned it into a teachable moment.
He squinted at me suspiciously and read aloud the caption: "Chicken... in a... killing... cone." He looked up, eyes wide. "We're not going to do that to *our* chickens are we?" He pointed to the device and said, "I'm not getting that thing!"
Then he made swooping and grabbing gestures near the chicken's feet in the illustration and said, "I'll get you out of there, Chicken! Don't give up!"