A Dinner-time Conversation

We are ravenously devouring our Santa Fe White Chili (with chicken) when....
Judy: I guess Cameron likes the chicken.
Dale: Of course, he's an animal.
Kimball: Animals go in the barn daddy.
Dale: I don't think he'd fit.
Kimball: They go in the barn daddy.
Dale: Not all animals go in the barn. Do tigers go in the barn?
Kimball: No.
Dale: Do horses go in the barn?
Kimball: Yeah.
Dale: Do snakes go in the barn?
Kimball: No.
Dale: Do chickens go in the barn?
Kimball: No.
Dale: Where do chickens go?
Kimball: Chickens go in the *unintelligible two-year-old mumble*
Judy: What was that Kimball? Where do chickens go?
Kimball: Chickens go in the BOWL!