I got a blue baby chicken for Easter. It was in a box behind the house and the neighbor’s dachshund ate it. Unbeknownst to me, my mother went to Woolworths to get me a new one but all they had was green. I went running around the neighborhood telling everybody my chicken changed color. They all knew what happened and were snickering at me. When I found out some years later it was a humiliating experience, a life altering event.