CHAPTER 30

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Antonio and Butch were by the barn helping Luisa with her tasks. Antonio was feeding the chickens in the pen while Butch just watched from the fence.

"Tonio, how do you eat chicken?", Butch asked. All the chickens snapped their heads towards Antonio.

"Shshshhh!", Antonio said, holding up a finger up to his lips.

"Sorry", Butch grimaced.

"Don't listen to him guys. I don't eat your friends", Antonio grumbled, sending Butchokoy a look as he sprinkled some more chicken feed on the containers and some on the ground.

He then closed the bag of chicken feed and had Butch help him carry the heavy bag out of the pen.

"Don't say that in front of the chickens", Antonio whispered as he held one side of the feed bag.

"I'm sorry, I was just wondering how you could still eat meat when you talk to animals", Butchokoy whispered back, kicking the fence closed behind him.

"I'll tell you a secret?", Antonio said, adjusting his hold on the feed bag. Butch nodded curiously.

"I don't like farm animals", Antonio whispered and Butch gasped, dropping his side of the feed bag.

"AY! Koy! Why did you do that?!", Antonio grumbled as he struggled to hold his side up.

"You just said you don't like animals", Butchokoy accused in a hush.

"I said I don't like farm animals, not all animals. Ugh! Help me with this!", Tonito continued to struggle.

"Why wouldn't you like farm animals?? They're still animals. I thought you liked all animals", Butch said, grunting when he lifted his side of the feed bag again.

"Chickens scare me. And so do pigs. Goats are just mean, and ducks... Well I like ducks they're very friendly but sometimes they get too noisy"

"You're scared of chickens and pigs but you're not scared with spiders and jaguars?", Butch deadpanned.

Antonio huffed.

Jeez, this bag is really heavy. And Butch was too blunt.

" I think it's the same with food. I mean, Camilo likes to eat food but he doesn't like pickles"

Butch tilted his head and looked at him with a confused face.

"What are pickles?"

Antonio snorted.

"You don't know what pickles are?", Tonito asked. Butch just shook his head and adjusted the feed bag in his hands.

"No. Are those like arepas?", Tonito giggled.

"Pff- No. Do you remember that jar of green stuff in Casita's kitchen?"

"Hmmm. The one in the cupboard?"

"Yeah"

"I thought those were cucumbers floating in some soup", Butch scrunched his nose in thought.

"Huh, maybe -oh- maybe pickles are just cucumbers", Tonito frowned, stepping over some chicken poop. 

"But maybe pickles aren't cucumbers", Butch wondered, "and they just look like cucumbers"

"But what if they are cucumbers? Why are they called pickles"

"Why are they put in the soup?"

"Was that stuff even soup? Maybe it was just water"

"Isn't soup just water?"

"Yeah, but-"

"What are you two doing?", Luisa came out of the barn after doing her big girl stuff. "You should've called me. You boys shouldn't be carrying heavy stuff at your age", she said, easily picking up the feedbag in between them.

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