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 3 months ago
They’ve never had “the talk” with Milo.
markkahler52 3 months ago
Tell him about Santa Claus….and the Electoral College….
arolarson Premium Member 3 months ago
And a brand new vegetarian is born.
hschessman Premium Member 3 months ago
Oh, Milo!! I love your imaginative, empathic heart!
Brian Premium Member 3 months ago
I love Milo, he adds such a great dynamic to the comic.
morningglory73 Premium Member 3 months ago
Surprise! We eat flesh.
Tom Toro creator 3 months ago
Milo at a free-range turkey farm — what could POSSIBLY go wrong?? ;P
Tom Toro creator 3 months ago
Who here has an almost crippling affinity for animals? (I’m raising my hand high!)
Mike Baldwin creator 3 months ago
All aboard the gravy train.
Code the Enforcer 3 months ago
Turkey Trot … away from the range…
Aladar30 Premium Member 3 months ago
It’s time for Milo to become vegetarian.
pchemcat 3 months 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 3 months ago
I’m guessing Milo’s parents are unaware he can talk with animals…