I won't even go into how I got into this, but it started with talking about a chicken's eyes.  Then looking at chickens online.  (Hey, like you don't look at stuff on line.  First stone, buddy, first stone.)  Of course, I didn't need to look at chickens.  I grew up with them (around.  I mean, I wasn't literally in the hen house.)  But the kids didn't and I wanted to show them the expression in chicken's eyes.

Why, you ask?  Oh, surely you can understand.  If you've ever looked into a chicken's eyes, you surely have a clue what is happening there.  It's as though every t-rex in the world is being reincarnated as a chicken over and over again.

In my head, this is what happens when one of us looks into a chicken's eyes:

H (for human):  mmmm fryer!
C (for chicken): Hey, hey, something is very wrong here!
H: Chicken soup!
C: I used to be much larger than your puny ancestors.  They got caught in my teeth.
H: Chicken casserole!
C:In my dreams I still am.  I stalk the world and your kind cowers.
H:Roast chicken.
C: Do you mind just lying down and letting me peck you to death?  Shouldn't take more than two hours, and it would do wonders for my self esteem.
H: What?
C: Not even for therapy?  You mean, evil, cold b*stard.  In my dreams I'm crunching you right now...
H:Chicken soup will make you feel better.