The scene where the old lady was trying to kill a rooster and had it running around headless brought back some memories. I remember when I was in my uncles house in the Dominican Republic and they did the same thing to a chicken. They cut the neck halfway and the chicken ran around the yard, blood gushing everywhere until it finally died. They did the same with what I think was a duck and that one was even worse. Since it was all white I saw the blood quickly cover its feathers and it ran faster then the chicken until eventually it suffered the same fate. At the time I didn’t really care much because I knew that we were going to eat the animal and the way they killed it didn’t seem to matter, but reading about this now and remembering that day, makes me kind of feel bad for the poor animals.