Scene: Nate’s bedroom, around bedtime. Nate is sitting on the floor, putting on his pajamas. Dad is reclining on the bed. Figaro, the cat, enters the room.
Dad (to Figaro): Come here, you fat, furry thing. I’m gonna eat you up.
Nate: Dad, please stop talking about eating the cat. I don’t like talking about killing animals, and eating means killing, you know.
Dad: Hm. How do you feel about having eaten turkey for dinner this evening?
Nate: Oh, I don’t mind that. I just don’t like hurting cute, furry animals.
Dad: What about an ugly furry animal?
Nate: You mean like a bullfrog… with hair? (pause) I don’t think I’d eat that.