When I was a boy, we had a giant murder chicken on our farm. A solid white rooster named Whitey. One day, he attacked my sister and she hit him with a board and killed him.
She walked into the house, carrying his body, sobbing to our mother that she killed Whitey. Tears everywhere.
And then blood and feathers everywhere as Whitey woke up and attacked. We were all running around frantically, trying to get him out of the house.
All should fear the giant murder chickens.
@ovid @cstross This XKCD cartoon seems relevant:
https://xkcd.com/2090/