or hen’s feathercut.
As you know
granny has 7 hens. Because one of them was jumping+flying over the fence often, granny decided to cut her feathers, although I was trying to convince her to not do this crime.
So she took the hen and the scissors in her hand and start cutting the feathers with some malicious smile on her face: “Now I’ll show you…”. The hen was surprisingly very silent and motionless like she would understand that she deserves the feathercut.
In short: keep an eye on your wings.