The Call of the Moose

This morning started off with the sad sounds of both my mate lying in bed next to me having a sinus attack and that of a mournful moose outside.

For those of you who've never heard a moose (I assume you have heard a sinus attack which my significant other has evolved into making it sound like a boardroom of angry ducks arguing), imagine a lone boat on the horizon in the fog, its crew tired, dirty, and aching for home. Think of the mournful noise it would emit. That's a moose.

Parenthetically, let me add that the hornier the moose gets, the more mournful it sounds. It can produce a range to make you weep.