Cornelius just wanted to earn some quick cash. How hard could it be to chicken-sit his aunt's constipated hen - a bird who's never worked out how to lay an egg?
Instead, Cornelius ends up in a bubbling hot tub of trouble involving high-tech security, a possible operation involving a meat cleaver, and a romantic rooster who thinks he's Romeo and God's gift to chickens.
Can Cornelius escape this feather-brained body-switch disaster, or is he destined to be remembered forever as one giant dumb cluck?