March 16, 2014 – I employed my lab kit today, testing flavor recipes for the brewery. Because I was doing scientific experiments, I had on a white lab coat and goggles. Wilma walked up to the table I had set up in a quiet corner of the henhouse and challenged, “Okay, science lady… riddle me this. How much wood could a woodchuck chuck, and don’t leave out the definition of what a woodchuck is.”
What? I put aside the glass beaker and the eye dropper filled with Wild Wheat #3, and gave her a cockeyed glance.“Did you get into the moonshine today?”
My question was returned with a disgusted glare. “Just answer the question, Einstein,” she responded tartly. “I’m entering a contest on the radio and the winner gets a free cruise to Hawaii.”
Say no more. “It’s a groundhog – a “whistle pig”, and the answer is 361.9237001 cubic centimeters of wood per day, give or take a branch.”
Wilma tossed an approving nod in my direction before sauntering back to wherever in the chicken yard she had come from. Under different circumstances, I might have been less precise with my answer, but this was a chance to enjoy a week without Wilma – a period without pecks.
Alas, she didn’t win the contest. A pine shaving on the back of Waffles’ head caught her attention, and she forgot all about calling into the station. The good news is that I came up with a flavor sure to be a winner this spring – Old Crazy Hen.