During our many email conversations, Candy wanted to know all about the dreaded moose. She wanted to know how big they were, if I had ever seen one, etc. While #2 and I were out shopping I came upon a moose Christmas ornament. I thought Candy would get a kick out of it so I bought it for her.
When I showed it to Hubby he thought it was a reindeer, not a moose. " Oh, yes it is." I affirmed. " There were reindeer there too. This is definitely a moose." Hubby proceeded to hang the moose up on the pot rack. He's artsy that way. I left it there because then I would know where it was, I reasoned.
Back to the parcel packing. Here's what happened:
Where's the moose? I asked, looking up at the pot rack.
Ah, I broke it. Shame faced, from his comfy chair.
You what? I sputtered.
I broke it.
You did not. Now, where is it?
I broke it, I said.
You're just teasing. Now, where is it?
No, I really did break it.
How did you do that? I kept my head down. I was trying not to laugh.
Well, I had the fly swatter out the other day and I clipped the antler on the moose and it broke off. I tried two types of glue but it just won't stick.
I burst out laughing. Now what am I gonna do?
I'll get another type of glue and try to fix it.
I'm not going to send her a broken moose!
Well, get her another one.
I can't. I bought it in Maine. I confess. It was an American moose. Well, actually a Chinese moose. So there you have it. No moose for Candy. From the Land Down Under. I'm thinking of sending Hubby to her instead.
7 comments:
Maybe she could pretend it's a unicorn?
You're one funny lady, Deb.
You never told me dreaded moose have such lovely teeth!
oh dear you too, oh dear.
Oh hubby tsk tsk. What can you do. If it makes you feel any better I think that is a reindeer too :D
Oh send her the broken moose! That's such a cute story!
On my first several, many, trips to Maine, I would try SO hard to find a moose. My husband and would hike in the woods, in swamps, around lakes...you name it, we've been there and done it; however, we never did see a moose. Then one day when we were living up there, we were just driving down the road and there was a giant moose standing right there in the middle of the road. I did all that hiking for nothing!!!
Sorry about your moose.
-FringeGirl
What a great story. So, do you really see moose much? I didn't think they were in your part of the country as much but it's been a few years since I took my Canadian geography course.
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