So one day my Dad, grandma, grandpa, brother, and I were in the mountains and we were by a cliff with a valley down below surround by trees. Then I noticed some things in the valley ( which we later learned were humans), after talking about up there we left for dinner and a wing place. We were all talking about what it was, I thought they were bears, my dad thought they were wolfs, and why my little brother took a bite of a wing he said. “ I think they were chickens” and now we don’t let this go and remind him weekly.