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And In 1980, loggers found something incredibly creepy in the hollow trunk of a chestnut oak tree. And fans began to call the thing “Stuckie.” Because it became something of a roadside attraction in Waycross, Georgia. So how did this thing, whatever it is, end up in that tree in the first place?
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Loggers cut down one tree that held a surprising discovery.
Suppose you showed up to work on an ordinary day and suddenly the day turns into a wild adventure
and ends in one of the most intriguing discoveries. You'd look forward to the next few days at work,
probably even fall in love with your job all over again. Gone will be the drab dull boring days.
That said, you might struggle to imagine an intriguing day at work,
particularly if you feel stuck in what you may imagine as being the most dead-end job.
However, an unforgettable memory or day at work can still creep up on you, even if you were
a logger. What exciting thing would happen in a normal logger's life? Well, you're about to find
out. On a normal day, a logger and his colleagues are usually assigned enough trees to keep them
busy and meet their quota. The logger had kept the power saws roaring throughout the day to
fulfill the builder's construction requirements. Like any other day, the logger and his team
launched into the day's task in earnest. But just as the power saws were warming up, the team
realized that they had to stop. They saw something that brought their operations to a cold halt.
It was going smoothly for the woodcutters of Georgia Craft Co. until the teeth of the first
power saw began to grind against a particular tree. It would give the entire team the most
unimaginable experience of their lives. Even today, the loggers still recount the experience
with great amusement. The world is full of illogical occurrences and even when science
tries to step in and cast a revealing light on the event, it can remain difficult to digest.
But on this particularly cloudy morning, what they were about to discover would remain cloudy,
at least until they got some answers later. Not too many people are excited about the logging
profession. They are mostly frowned upon because of the nature of their work, that is, bringing
down all those nice trees in the woods. But they are somewhat tolerated in Jasper City where every
family has a director and direct link to the logging industry. The beautiful city is located
in Pickens County, Georgia and next to vastly spread mountains like Big Canoe, Bent Tree,
and the Sharp Mountain Preserve. It is often known as the first mountain city.
A large mass of American chestnut trees surrounds the mountains near Jasper City,
providing a rich source of income due to their commercial value. Chestnut trees generally burst
from the ground and begin to tower above it in much a shorter time than oak trees.
A fungal infection had threatened to wipe out the American species back in the early 20th century,
but somehow they survived and are now spread across eastern North American regions like Nova
Scotia, New Hampshire, Tennessee, Alabama, and Georgia. They have unique characteristics,
but the loggers were about to discover something that had never been seen.
One fine morning in 1980, about seven to eight Georgia Craft co-workers left their homes for
work just after 10 a.m. They all sat in an empty truck that was barreling towards a location for
the day. There was too much work that needed to be completed before the end of it. The loggers
set about their various tasks immediately upon arriving at the site. It was a completely normal
day, at least until lunchtime. As soon as they resumed their duties after lunch break, they
noticed something odd about one of the trees. They were right on schedule and they chopped down most
of the chestnut trees they were supposed to. Only a few of them remained, including a particularly
lightweight one that seemed to be hollow inside. At a glance, it seemed like it would require the
easiest of efforts compared to the rest of the trees. However, the tree contained a hideous
secret within itself that they were about to unearth. As soon as the tree trunk had fallen
on its side, the loggers began to cut it into smaller sizes for easier transportation. But
while going about this routine procedure, one of the loggers noticed something unusual.
They'd previously assumed the tree was hollow and they were partially right. In that case,
sunlight would have been passing through the trunk from one end to the other, but this wasn't the
case, which went more to two things. The tree wasn't hollow or there was something stuck in
between. People looking at the tree trunk from a distance described it as looking like a black
hole inside a tree, but whichever way they looked at it, it looked both fascinating and intriguing.
One could easily mistake it for a stem growing inside a tree, but it looked much weirder than
that. While the loggers exchanged quizzing looks about what could be blocking the light from
passing through, they faced another dilemma. Who was going to go inside and check out what was
blocking the light from coming through the hollow tree? Suspicions ran wild among the community and
and agreed that it wouldn't be anything dangerous, but still, there was a general hesitation.
The loggers appeared to have reached a stalemate when one of them suddenly offered himself up to
get in the hollow trunk and solve the mystery. The brave volunteer bent forward and stuck half
his body inside to try and get a closer look. But then he jumped back out in a shriek and for
a few seconds couldn't even bring himself to describe what he'd just seen. His colleagues
came right over to him as soon as he'd caught his breath glaring at him with curious faces,
but he just stood there, pale and spellbound by what he'd seen. By then, his colleagues'
curiosity had reached boiling points. When he finally spoke, he'd informed them he'd seen a
beast. They didn't immediately believe him, even though they were still scared, so much so that
every one of them stopped working. It's not every day the loggers get caught in the middle of
confusing circumstances. Several other loggers peeked for a quick look and came out with looks
of puzzlement on their faces. How on earth did that thing get there? What was it in the first
place? It was a dreadful scene for them, never mind that it would be the very first discovery
of its kind. And they were about to learn that not only scientists and archaeologists make such
discoveries. One thing was clear to the loggers, they were not going to be able to use the tree
and that they'd have to count it as a loss of their work. They also knew that whatever was
stuck in between the tree trunk was significant and valuable. So they took the most logical step,
may call their manager. But the manager instructed them to focus on completing the day's work first.
From a casual look, whatever was stuck in the tree seemed like a monster trying to jump out.
Some saw it as a ferocious canine growling and baring its teeth.
Despite the varying descriptions, one thing was clear to anyone who looked at it,
it was a living being. Well, it wasn't alive at the moment, but it must have been there for a while.
Curiosity levels heightened and everyone was itching to learn just how the monster got stuck
in the hollow tree. The way the creature was positioned in the trunk indicated that it might
have been trying to move forward but then got frozen in time. Everyone wondered what could
have happened to the creature. Questions and guesses flew around but only one of them was
right. The clue lay in the creature's teeth, something they noticed after taking a closer
second or third look. It seemed pretty obvious as soon as they looked keenly. The creature had a
long snout with sharp teeth and the paws were also visible. These features were visible because they
had been close to the trunk's top. But the mystery only began to unfold when the loggers established
the creature was a dog. They sighed when they learned this creature had been a living dog at
some point in time. People began to make all kinds of amusing descriptions with others calling it a
mummified dog. But what in the world would a mummified dog be doing in there? They weren't
in ancient Egypt and the dead dog was not in a coffin. The creature wasn't even mummified in
the first place, it seemed the dog had simply obeyed a command to freeze and stay until he
died and he agreed, but this was only speculation. As the mystery deepened, loggers began to wonder
how the dog got inside the tree in the first place. Was it trying to run or hide from something
or someone? But they had to push their curiosity aside and focus on the day's tasks, that is after
they'd already decided what they were going to do with the tree trunk. While the loggers agreed that
leaving the trunk uncut would affect their profit margins, they were aware it was too valuable to
just chop it into pieces. They elected to not cut it down any further and absorb the costs.
It was a wise choice since the trunk would reveal so much more about human lives than they could
possibly believe themselves. Soon after completing the day's tasks, the loggers hauled the trunk to
what they felt would be the right place. It was the place they figured where all their queries
about the strange dog in the tree would begin to unravel. None of them could imagine or even
fathom the mystery of what happened to the dog, but they were going to get to the bottom of it.
The right place to take the trunk was to the scientists, who the loggers figured could come
up with the necessary answers. But it turned out to be a long wait because it took more than a
In 1981, a year after the discovery, the scientists finally came up with the answers.
The loggers were revealed to have the mystery solved, however, they couldn't help but feel
sad about the real story of the pooch. In Waycross, Georgia, stands a museum called
the Southern Forest World. The museum was opened under the Southeastern United States
Industry of Forestry. It features a collection of wood production from colonial America to
It was here the canine ended up, still stuck within the tree trunk as an artifact for people.
They had decided to donate it to the museum authorities who'd helped solve the mystery.
When the loggers took the tree trunk to Southern Forest World, the authorities were yet to
inaugurate the museum. From all indications, the exhibition was going to be a success,
but the museum needed the dog's backstory, and the only information they had was the fact the
loggers discovered the trunk. They wanted the real story, so Christina Gilgrove, a biological
anthropologist, came to the scene to help establish a possible background. Thanks to her expertise,
Christina would provide the right advice and information after examining the canine inside
the trunk. Christine broke down the explanation bit by bit, beginning with the process of tissue
decay that began the putrefying process when microbes began to eat up the tissue soon after
dying. They grow, they reproduce, and they start taking over the body, the anthropologist explained.
Of course, this was a more logical explanation. As it turned out, chestnut trees contain tannin
desiccant, an organic substance that can absorb moisture. Christine explained that this was,
in fact, a distinctive characteristic of a chestnut tree and one which prevented nature
from taking its course. According to Bertham, the canine was a hunting dog and must have been
chasing something up the tree. In 1960, the dog was age 4 when he died. He must have been chasing
a raccoon or squirrel, entering through any hole and following it deep inside the trunk.
He may even have attempted to dig his way through and, being a dog, probably never noticed the trunk
was getting narrower towards the top. This bit of the explanation amused everyone who knew just
how high he got stuck. The dog must have been relentless because he never gave up inching up
the trunk until he'd gone 28 feet high. He was never able to extract himself from the chestnut
tree and died there. A chimney effect occurred in the hollow tree, resulting in an upward draft of
air. This caused the scent of the dead animal to be carried away, which otherwise would have
attracted insects and other organisms to feed on dead animals. The hollow tree also provided
relatively dry conditions, and the tannic acid of the oak helped harden the animal's skin,
the museum explained. But people already had some different thoughts about the animal and even
proceeded to give him a name. Until 2002, the mystery dog didn't have a name. It was popular
at the southern forest world as the mummified dog and occupied the center of the museum,
in the middle of important tree species such as cypress, pine, and oak. Today, he stands as an
ambassador of the museum, which now uses his image in most of its promotional materials and postcards.
Having been known as the mummified dog for years, the dog was finally given the name Stucky. The
name had emerged after a spirited naming contest where three names, Stucky, Chipper, and Dogwood,
received most of the votes. But it was Stucky that came out as the most popular name.