The Woodpile has been eerily silent all winter with Chippy and friends stranded on a tropical island after the unfortunate mishap with the magical hat. We, humans, were surprised to find a half starved and soaking wet chipmunk munching on sunflower seeds this morning. He had quite the tale to tell once he warmed up with three cups of hot chocolate.
The Woodpilers were giving serious consideration to permanently staying on their tropical island because it was like living in paradise. Beautiful sunny days, bath water warm ocean to swim in, an endless supply of fancy drinks with umbrellas, and no time clock to punch in/out of. They had even gotten a taste for coconuts and bananas. Who wanted to plant and tend sunflower seeds and stack wood anymore?
One day, this fellow checked out one of the rental sailboats. He was having a grand time when out of nowhere a monsoon came barreling down on the island. His sailboat was blown out to sea by the strong winds and battering rains. In his struggle to stay afloat as the boat was tossed and turned on the huge waves, he began to feel alive again. The allure of living forever doing nothing in paradise lost its charm. In that moment, he made a resolution to plot a course to the Woodpile to get help to rescue the rest of the Woodpilers. His sail boat survived a journey half ways around the world only to be sunk by a mini iceberg five yards from the Woodpile. Undeterred he swam ashore.
He was relishing the taste of sunflower seeds
Grasshopper, Journey of many years begins with a single chipmunk, so said Confusus, resident sage (serge? Sage Brush?) of Hopkinton.
ReplyDeleteMay I suggest you try to telepath Vinnie the P. that you are gonna put all that weird stuff of his up for sale on E Bay, and that might incite some creativity. Eating an entire coconut, shell and all, on a stupid bet with one of those Palm Tree Crabs tends to bloat the cerebellum.
Once Vinnie realizes his set of Quantum Mahjong Tiles might end up in an unsuspecting "Old Folks Home" on Tomaquag Road, I'm sure that will light a fire under his "Think-O-Later"
Hey Grasshopper! I am glad you washed ashore when you did. Around here we used to think Hopkinton was dull in the Winter. We didn't know the height nor breadth nor volume of "Dull" until this winter!
Best Wishes, and I hope you can get the rest of the gang back.
Oh Yeah, does Coriolis forces affect hats? Maybe Vinnie has to turn the hat inside out and hold it upside down to reverse the flow...
Bawk!