WHY Whistles???

Maddison, my lovely child who I adore with all my heart, has found a whistle. It is not one of those whistles that you have to blow so hard on that you feel like your are going to pop a blood vessel in your eye just to get it to work, it is one of those that you could take outside on a slightly windy day and it sounds like a fog horn, only higher. I have no idea where she found it, I hate to ask anyways, but it is driving me crazy. Aspen keeps trying to take it away from her which makes her scream into the whistle so it sounds like a high pitched fog horn muffling a little girl's screams. Heaven help me, I think that I ever find the person that invented whistles I would tie him to a chair and beat him till he cries for his momma, then I would beat him again for everything that he put his momma through while trying to make the beloved whistle.
Anyways I'm gonna go now, but I will leave you with a question,
If the person who invented whistles is tied to a tree in the middle of the forest with every whistle ever made and he blows on everyone of those whistles, how long do you think it would take me to make him stop.?)