Son: "Dad, how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?"
Dad: "A woodchuck would chuck as much wood as a woodchuck could chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood."
What the heck is that racket? I looked up towards the garden and one of our outbuildings and wondered if Elenka was banging around up there. And then I remembered. The day before yesterday, I had set my Havahart trap up in the garden in an attempt to corral the latest varmint attacking my veggies. In the morning, I checked the trap and had nothing, but I guess an afternoon snack was just too much of a temptation for him. In the preceding days, he had helped himself to some of my lettuce, the leaves of my bush beans, and half of my beet greens. Heck, he mowed down my swiss chard! He had to go. I usually dump any invading critters I catch along the river, far away. Last evening I took this guy only about 3 miles away to an abandon softball field. Let's see if he makes his way back. I doubt it.
One mission accomplished.
I'll reset the trap this morning to see if there might be any 'family members' around.
There usually are.
I'll be tackling another age old question.
Which came first chicken or egg?
Wish me luck.