the candle flames slowly extinguish into tiny white pillars of thin smoke stacks while the farm baker that baked and designed my lovely cake quickly slices the top level of cake and icing like whacking the feathered neck of a downed hen chicken which i have honestly witnessed.way too many times since this is a farm town with real cows , chickens , hogs , peacocks , goats , dogs , cats , and other four legged mammals .