“It would have been dinner that very night if it were mine..”
When my son was very young he always wanted to go out when I was feeding the chickens and gathering eggs.
We had bought some mixed chicks and the roosters were getting to the young ornery adult stage. One day one tried to jump him but I intercepted it. I told him that if the chickens were mean to him, we would eat them. I saw the light come on when the concept of those birds running around out there and chicken nuggets came together. Next day one did jump him.
We learned about the phrase “running around like a chicken with its head cut off” a few days later.
There ain’t nuthin’ better than FRESH FRIED CHICKEN!...........