The Chicken Whisperer

Shhhhh...don't tell anyone. We just realized a few nights ago that Jim has an amazing gift. It is a gift given by the Big Guy himself, and we're flabbergasted that he chose to bestow it on a simple man like Jim.

Jim can communicate with chickens. Wait...there's no punch line. He really can! They love him. I took some pictures so you can see how it actually works.

First, he lures them in with clucking and finger waving.

Then he feeds them small bits of bread so that they feel comfortable. By this point they're all clucking and preening for him. He talks to them, telling them how beautiful they are. They are in heaven. I think they'd jump in the oven for him if he asked.
They get right up on him, trying to get as close as possible. He then breaks out his comedy routine. Have you ever heard the one about the chicken crossing the road?
Lastly, he tucks them in for the night with a hug and kiss. They say their prayers, that no animal will come and whisk them away before the sun comes up in the morning.
Then the sleep, impatiently, awaiting the next day they can see their soul mate. The man that whispers to them in the evening. The chicken whisperer.