A little  boy comes down to breakfast. Since they live on a farm, his mother asks if he  had done his chores.
"Not yet," said the little boy.
His mother  tells him no breakfast until he does his chores.
Well, he's a little  ticked off, so he goes to feed the chickens, and he kicks a chicken. He goes to  feed the cows, and he kicks a cow. He goes to feed the pigs, and he kicks a pig. He goes back in for breakfast
and his mother gives him a bowl of dry  cereal.
"How come I don't get any eggs and bacon? Why don't I have any  milk in my cereal?" he asks.
"Well," his mother says, "I saw you kick a chicken, so you don't get any eggs for a week. I saw you kick the pig, so you  don't get any bacon for a week either. I saw you kick the cow, so for a week you  aren't getting any milk."
Just then, his father comes down for breakfast and kicks the cat half way across the kitchen.
The little boy looks up at  his mother with a smile and says, "You going to tell him, or should  I?"