Reflections on the Pandemic

I am happy to report that the Woodpile is 100% vaccinated. Yesterday at noon the Woodpile Council voted to lift all the pandemic restrictions. Everyone got together around a bonfire to celebrate. Strangely the topic of conversation was what critters did during lockdown and the lonely months afterwards. For example, Bushy’s wife couldn't decide what color to paint their hollow in the old oak tree. Each week she had Bushy paint it a different color. After about 52 weeks, she decided she like the original color they had! Now the paint is 1/2 inch thick on the walls. For myself, I finally had time to inventory my worldwide sunflower seed collection. After cataloging 526 seeds, I decided my collection was big enough. The prize for the most creative pandemic activity goes to Merry and his roommate Tropifly. They built their own bowling lane in their condo.

Ever wonder where so used batteries end up? There is a huge demand for them on the critter market as bowling pins. I know, all these years you thought those pesky raccoons were after the chicken bones in the trash can. Think again.

Humans like to joke about losing their “marbles” as a way to explain their intellectual foibles. I hate to break it to you, but its not just an expression. You really do loose your marbles. Turns out they are the perfect size for bowling bowls. If you’re missing any of your marbles, I have a good idea where you can find them.

The only problem with using human marbles as bowling balls, is each one has a distinct personality. Some balls are unfocused and wander all over the place. If you have a single pin left, this is a great choice because it zigzags across the whole lane and has a high probability hitting the pin. The ambitious marbles are great for bowling a strike, they want to prove themselves. Watch out for the social media marbles, they are attracted to the nearest cell phone and never make it down the lane.