Sometimes at our house we have trouble deciding just what constitutes appropriate dinner conversation. Last night, Hannah informed us she is a vegetarian (remember, she's 5). When Daddy asked her if she liked the pork he BBQ-ed for dinner, she said yes. Just to clarify, she's a pork-eating vegetarian. He asked her what animal pork came from, then hot dogs and burgers, and we moved to the matter of cows and the food they give us. Hannah reminded us that we get milk and meat from cows.
"But,"she said,"if you want milk and hamburger from a cow, you have to get the milk first. Otherwise...you know."
Slaughter talk? At the dinner table?