Why Is a Mouse When It Spins?

Young folks in Whippet County will tell you they haint never had no crime, but ask the older generation, they’ll tell you a story; possibly two.

The early 1900′s it was. A cold winter had passed, but the spring was taking her time. And so was justice. A general store in Whippet County was experiencing a rash of odd criminality. Even the local law was mystified. They were well used to the gun and the money bag, but the Parmesan Ptarmigan, as he became known, was something altogether different.

I spoke with Mrs. Elly Mae Plantagenet, former employee of the Goodnuff Grocery:

“Well, seein’ as how we was closin’ up, I didn’t yarn my feathers for the bank. We was askin’ the milk boy to go get the pails when all a sudden, there was this slammy sound. I was all a rustled, what with the noises, and we was pleased as punch to get the Reader’s Digest round these parts. Oh boy.”

The news report from that day states that a strange man entered the store and proceeded to empty his pockets onto the counter, leaving cheese and lint piles spaced equally, with great precision.

Parmesan Ptarmigan

This happened several more times, and only when Ellie Mae was working the store alone.

He was never caught, and nobody knows his name. It seems that his baffling piles of cheese remain a mystery for the ages, and more.

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