This brings back traumatic childhood memories for me. For the first 11 years of my life, my parents had a small farm (15 acres). We had chickens (yes, we saw my dad whack the heads off for Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners), two hogs, a couple of steers, and a calf. The little black and white calf was named Billy and I considered Billy to be my pet (I was in the first grade). I would come home after school and play with Billy every day until he disappeared. A couple of weeks later, my mother served up dinner and said, “Here’s Billy, eat up.” To this day, I will not touch veal (or lamb). I will not eat Billy. Chickens, on the other hand, are the meanest, nastiest critter on the face of this Earth (except for many humans) and I have no qualms eating them.
HarryLime Premium Member 17 days ago
They’ve never had “the talk” with Milo.
markkahler52 17 days ago
Tell him about Santa Claus….and the Electoral College….
arolarson Premium Member 17 days ago
And a brand new vegetarian is born.
hschessman Premium Member 17 days ago
Oh, Milo!! I love your imaginative, empathic heart!
Brian Premium Member 17 days ago
I love Milo, he adds such a great dynamic to the comic.
morningglory73 Premium Member 17 days ago
Surprise! We eat flesh.
Tom Toro creator 17 days ago
Milo at a free-range turkey farm — what could POSSIBLY go wrong?? ;P
Tom Toro creator 17 days ago
Who here has an almost crippling affinity for animals? (I’m raising my hand high!)
Mike Baldwin creator 17 days ago
All aboard the gravy train.
Code the Enforcer 17 days ago
Turkey Trot … away from the range…
Aladar30 Premium Member 17 days ago
It’s time for Milo to become vegetarian.
pchemcat 17 days ago
This brings back traumatic childhood memories for me. For the first 11 years of my life, my parents had a small farm (15 acres). We had chickens (yes, we saw my dad whack the heads off for Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners), two hogs, a couple of steers, and a calf. The little black and white calf was named Billy and I considered Billy to be my pet (I was in the first grade). I would come home after school and play with Billy every day until he disappeared. A couple of weeks later, my mother served up dinner and said, “Here’s Billy, eat up.” To this day, I will not touch veal (or lamb). I will not eat Billy. Chickens, on the other hand, are the meanest, nastiest critter on the face of this Earth (except for many humans) and I have no qualms eating them.
Taracinablue 17 days ago
I’m guessing Milo’s parents are unaware he can talk with animals…