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Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Muddled Mooses

A couple of moose (mooses? meese?) hit the ol' cider a bit too hard and then wandered into an old folks' home to create some hate and discontent:

Police managed to scare them off once, but the large mammals returned... This time the moose were drunk and aggressive, forcing police to send for a hunter with a dog to make them leave.

That's one fearless (and none too bright) dog. Moose aren't exactly sweet-tempered animals at the best of times, and are quite large. Wilson, our basset hound, being the smart dog that he is, would take one look at a drunken moose and set an outbound course.

Of course, if we start seeing any moose at all--let alone drunken ones--in south Texas, I fear larger issues may be afoot.

1 Comments:

Blogger The Mad Builder of Periwinkle said...

Indeed. You're farther north so I shall expect early warning if you see signs The Great Moose Invasion is underway.

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