(Loosely inspired by a tall and nearly true tale)
Jake rushed through the door—sweaty and disheveled—to find Al playing solitaire in the main lodge.
“Al! I just had a moose encounter,†said Jake. “Up on Bacon Ridge. It was pretty great, dude. Wait’ll I tell the guys at home about this.â€
“Was it sweet and chocolatey?â€
“No, dipshit! Not that kind of moose, with a U! Moose with two O’s, like Bullwinkle. Huge, with antlers. I just saw one.â€
“Tell me.â€
“I grabbed my camera, hiked to the top, then took a few snaps, looking down at the ranch in the fall foliage. It was right purdy, pardner.â€