He hated the color green, he hated it with all the enamel in his big front teeth. Since he was a tiny woodchuck he was teased mercilessly by his peers because well, he wasn't colorblind like all the rest. He could see the color green...everywhere, everywhere! The anger grew within him against this gift that he called a curse. He just wanted to be like all the other woodchucks living in their happy, ignorant, colorless little worlds. He could never sleep during the day with visions of sugar green fairies dancing in his head. He began taking walks, destroying all the green he came across. This became a problem when he stumbled across the golf course...the Caddie knew just what to do and threw the green hating woodchuck into the pond on hole 8. The woodchuck saw the green algae growing on the rocks, the pond scum surrounding all of the golf balls at the bottom. He set about in his fury and the pond on hole 8 never had to be cleaned by the Caddie ever again.