Glanders, the atrocious Captain of Dragoons, when informed of the occurrence by Mrs. Glanders, whistled and made jocular allusions to it at dinner time.
After all if it looks like a duck, swims like a duck and quacks like a duck, you don't need to canvas back and forth wandering and whistling in hopes of spotting an uncommon duck to fit the " bill" .
Their friends might " rib" them about it or bust their " chops" but don't " chuck" the idea all together because turning Groundhog Day into Whistlepig Day would leave some " pickled" pig.