Worth Mathewson
Active member
Yesterday for lunch I had a wonderful cold mallard breast (very rare!) and cheese. About half way through...CRACK. Yep, a number 3 steel shot. Today I went to the dentist for him to tell me what I already knew: The tooth was shattered beyond aid. So I am now back at the house minus yet another tooth. As things now stand, my record is: Four chipped teeth, and two totally gone due to steel shot. Can anyone on this page better this? To a degree I set myself up for such happenings, as Marge and I eat somewhere around 200 ducks and geese per year. That greatly increases the odds of biting on a steel shot. But she has never had a problem. The reason is simple: She is a measured and polite eater. Me? I eat like a wolverine. And with ducks, I am worse. I love 'em. I approach them in front of me as if they were going to be my last meal for a week. My guess is that I will do this again. On the drive home, I rolled over the following in my mind: What will come first, me dying, or ending up with no teeth. Best, Worth Mathewson