What Happens on Christmas When You Blog Under the Name “Moose”
Posted by Moose on December 27th, 2007. Filed under: Holidays, Photos.Gifts, grouped by species:
Festive Christmas moose. Scarf, holly, spindly legs and all. Please note the acorn-bedecked shoes.
Moose slippers. Complete with tufty hair, inquisitive expressions, and noses that click on the floor when I walk.
Moose masseuse. You toss it in the microwave and drape it over your shoulders. I’m holding out hope that when I toss it in the microwave, it will pop out alive and ready to walk out my knots with his little hooves. I suspect there’s disappointment in my future.
Family portrait. Don’t be fooled by the smile on the middle (and original) moose. He’s busy plotting methods of eliminating the competition.
December 27th, 2007 at 12:19 pm
All are adorable–although I’m particularly taken with the slippers!
December 27th, 2007 at 1:53 pm
I think the original is my favourite, but they’re all cuddle-worthy
December 27th, 2007 at 1:54 pm
Ah yes… you’re now doomed to a collection of Moose paraphenalia, until one Christmas you just have to stand up and yell “NO MORE MOOSE!!” Until then, we’ll watch your collection grow until it takes over your living space. Fun! (For us, anyway…)
December 27th, 2007 at 2:00 pm
What a very moosey girl you are.
December 28th, 2007 at 1:53 pm
Acorn-bedecked! shoes. I totally want a pair of those.
December 29th, 2007 at 10:54 am
That festive moose is so sweet!
December 29th, 2007 at 5:23 pm
Hmmm, “Moose masseuse” . . . now there is a phrase that bears repeating aloud very fast at least 5-10 times.
I wonder if, with such arresting alliteration, we could turn that into a short theme song that we could sing to Moose whenever she appears. Surely, we could drive her bonkers in no time.
December 30th, 2007 at 8:39 pm
I just love that well adorned holiday Moose. He (she?) has got some great style! I’m sure the collection will grow in no time.
January 1st, 2008 at 5:14 pm
at least you blog under ‘moose’ and not something, like, say, erm, beaver…imagine how dirty yours gifts might have been.. hahahaha