The first in a series. Butchy the Chicken Whisperer.

Butchy the chicken whisperer

He doesn’t like to compare himself to Harry Potter but Butchy the chicken whisperer has mesmerizing powers over his following of chickens. Three in all. All Rhode Island Reds named Manny, Moe, and Jack. A trio of cluckers who think they have special divining powers to find buried treasures. After all they lived in East L A. A place once inhabited by dwarf pirates who often buried their stolen treasures but often forgot where they buried their purloined goods. Never thinking of drawing a treasure map with a big black ‘X’ over the buried treasure chest.

So Butchy the chicken whisperer became a chicken whisperer when he decided he no long could become Roy Rogers. A decision Butchy made since he wore cheap wire rimmed glasses. Glasses made of real glass and easily broken if someone tried to punch Butchy in the face. So riding horses and chasing down bank robbers was just out of the question. So chicken whispering became his career of choice. And one thing he hated to admit to others was his older sister thought Butchy looked like a pint-size bookkeeper with his gold wire rimmed glasses. “All he needs is his green eye shade,” his older sister would comment to her giggling teen girl friends. But Butchy thought he would show them who he really was someday. “I am Butchy the chicken whisperer. Proud and true. Filled with magic whispering powers.

So, stay tuned. More excitement next time.

Published by OkieMan

I come from a family who migrated from the parched red dirt Plaines of southern rural Oklahoma. Migrating to blue collar working class community of East Los Angeles. There is where I was born. I am Mr. Writermelon. I can only write what my grammar and spell checker allows. I am neither profound nor profane. Boy howdy! Send comment to:

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