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Why don't I ask the questions?" he purrs. "What is your name?" "Anne of Green Gables," I say. "Where are you from?" he demands. "Canada. Where the moose live." "Give me real answers," he hisses. He no longer smiles.
I see you've met Patrick of Ludlow," I replied, trying to stifle a giggle, for Tiger was thirty feet up in the shabby atrium , perched high upon a chandelier. "How long have you been up there?"
"Half an hour," he answered crossly, "with only a lot of dust and the Transient Moose for company.
I'm as strong as a bull moose and you can use me to the limit.
A beaver is about like the ninjas the suckers only work at night and they're hard to find.
Canada has two emblems - the beaver and the maple.
The fabled musk deer searches the world over for the source of the scent which comes from itself.
Beavers give a dam
Just walk through him," I said, still deep in thought. "and if you ever wanted to know how a moose works, just stop halfway and take a good look around.
There is a horse here-the furthest north of any horse, and he eats fish and travels on snowshoes.
Is that-am I looking at her beaver?"
Mid-swig, I choke on the mouthful of beer, sputtering and coughing. After I recover, I ask jokingly, "'Beaver'? Are you Canadian or something?
In Canada, you can't even have a barbecue in your backyard without being attacked by a moose or even a grizzly bear. Then again, the grizzlies don't beat anyone here in Vancouver; oh, it's true, it's true.
Mick Jagger could French-kiss a moose. He has child-bearing lips.
A bear! A bear! All black and brown and covered in hair!
Soon the grizzly was joined by a brown bear, a sun bear, and a beaver suffering from an identity crisis of magnificent proportion
Bindy Mackenzie talks like a horse.
Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback
Aint nuttin' but a peanut.
It begins and ends with Mackenzie.
Canada is like an old cow. The West feeds it. Ontario and Quebec milk it. And you can well imagine what it's doing in the Maritimes.
The history of Canada has been profoundly influenced by the habits of an animal which very fittingly occupies a prominent place on her coat of arms.
Oh my God, is it a bear?"
Ian's yell from across the camp made Snow stop. Then he choked as laughter spilled from his throat.
"It's not a bear, Ian," Rowe yelled. "It's just Snow. Gettin' some.
Sometimes an alien would stand with a moose, not because of solidarity, but because of accidentally doing it.
The store had a hand-painted sign that read: MOOSE PASS GAS. "That's just wrong," Frank said. By
If you're going to be a bear, be a grizzly.
I rolled my eyes. "Kit is looking for a job in Nova Scotia."
"Canada?" Despite everything, Hi chuckled. "Have a good time, eh? Don't fight with any moose. Meese. Whatever."
"Shut up." Against all expectation, I giggled. At least I had my friends.
airing the marmots
Maple-trees are the cows of trees (spring-milked).
Soon the Boggy Mun would open up shop. I wore no cloak and had no pockets. I carried my knife and salt in a basket. Little Red Riding Hood, skipping off into the woods. And whom will she meet?
Why, her own self, of course: the wolf.
Exit, pursued by a bear.
I wanna get on TV and just let loose. But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose.
A man must love his bear.
Deer love mushrooms.
I hunt in the refrigerator and find some maple syrup.
A pine needle fell in the forest. The hawk saw it. The deer heard it. The white bear smelled it
Call me crazy - I love elk meat!
Horton, the kangaroo has sent Vlad!' Vlad? I know two Vlads. One is a cute little bunny that brings me cookies. The other is bad Vlad. Which Vlad?' Which one do you think?' Bad Vlad?' Good call.
A bear! I've landed on a wild and wicked bear!
Squirrelpaw!" Brambleclaw's
Squirrel as in squirrel squirrel?
It wasn't everyday a guy saw a headless beaver marching down the side of the road, ...
Please look after this bear.Bear-- Michael Bond
There are bears in the mountains,
Ahh... you look like a bear wearing a marshmallow.
During the last century a seven-year-old boy, Harry Service, was lost from his family's home in Manitoba and lived for two weeks with a badger in its underground den. When he was found he said that the badger had brought him food several times ...
We are Bears, We are not afraid of the Dark and Dangerous Woods!!!
From my New Storybook Where's the Soda Tub? Featuring New Toy Bears names Puddles, Patches and Polar Bear Ice.
Hairy Mammal whaddya want
It was cold out there, bitter, biting, cutting, piercing, hyperborean, marmoreal cold, and there were all these Minnesotans running around outdoors, happy as lambs in the spring.
I'm here to kill the deer, She wants to take it shoppin.
He called it a mastodon (which means, a touch unexpectedly, "nipple-teeth").
Beaver do better work than the Corps of Engineers.
He looked around when he heard a window-rattling roar. "Earthquake? Volcano? Nuclear war?" "Beaver," Peter told him. "I don't care if it is Alaska, you don't have beavers big enough to sound like that.
You stupefied me. We waxed,
Carnivores, late and alight
In the beaded winter. All was ominous, luminous.
They might in the future more than ever before engage in hunting beavers.
A lot of my friends growing up were hunters, but I spent all my time on the ice hurting actual humans playing hockey. I never had the chance to run through the woods and shoot at a moose or deer. I was shooting pucks at goaltender's heads.
In the bitter cold weather Pa could not be sure of finding any wild game to shoot for meat. The
Ducks! Embrace me as your king!
There are no Rabbits in the north-west. This statement, far from final, is practically true today, but I saw plenty of Lynxes, and one cannot write of ducks without mentioning water.
A sleeping bear had been awoken.
Minks are mean little critters. Vicous, horrible little animals who eat their own. They're not beavers. I wouldn't wear beavers. I'd rather have a mink coat made of mean little critters that are killed in a very nice way and treated nicely for their short, mean lives so that I could keep warm.
She'd arrived a self-sufficient city woman, and now she was covered in snow, sitting on a bench beside a crazy person, and she had a duck on her lap. Who was nuts now?
When the sun shines o'er the loch and sparkles on the water like diamond drops, ye know one thing:
somewhere there's a MacLean who is smilin'.
Does a bear shit in the woods?
Squirrel! I've told you not to share your cheek nuts with humans. They don't appreciate it as much as other squirrels!
Squirrels, otters, hedgehogs, mice,
Moles with fur like sable,
Gathered in good spirits all,
Round the festive table.
Sit we down to eat and drink.
Friends, before we do, let's think,
Fruit of forest, field and banks,
To the seasons we give thanks.
That was a pygmy marmoset by the way. Just in case you were wondering."
I wheezed. "Thank you oh Walking Monkey Dictionary.
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
The early morning sunshine shot up the ice-covered valley. It glinted off the backs of slumbering mastodon, reflected between the antlers of caribou.
There's always a bear,
I GO SNOWBOARDING WITH A PIG
I swear to God, after the zombie apocalypse the only thing left on the planet will be cockroaches and Moose," I told Mom one night after she managed to back into a light pole at the restaurant and drive away with not even a dent in the bumper.
Mom shushed me at the time. "He'll hear you!
You weaselly short-dicked elk-fucker.
Man is a great blunderer going about in the woods, and there is no other except the bear makes so much noise.
There are few, if any, Canadian men that have never spelled their name in a snow bank.
In the land of the skunks he who has half a nose is king.
Who's there?" replied Alaska.
"Who."
"Who Who?"
"What are you, an owl?" I finished. Lame.
Every mummer needs a dancing bear.
I'm from Winnipeg, you idiot!
I wonder what the animal's name was.
Snowlight, moonlight, a confusion of paw-prints.
Hair and hole, horn and teeth - hedgehog, walrus, ape, Josef Breuer. He
Hey, when two beavers walk into the house, the first one always tells the other one, Hey, shut the dam door!
Mama Ganache chocolate
He who hunts deer must not boast to he who hunts buffalo.
Canada is the only country founded on the relentless pursuit of the rodent.
One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got in my pajamas I'll never know.
The one word that Newfoundland has given the world is penguin. No one has any idea what inspired it.
We laugh at the efforts of the musk deer to find the source of the scent which comes from itself and despair at our efforts to find the peace which is our essence.
elephant's trumpeting
Nova Scotia, New Brunswick, and Canada are the horns, the head, the neck, the shins, and the hoof of the ox, and the United States are the ribs, the sirloin, the kidneys, and the rest of the body.
By lunchtime the valley was lightly coated, like a cake with confectioner's sugar ... there was white fur on the antlers of the iron deer and on the melancholy boughs of the Norway spruce.
It 's the time of year when Canadians mate.
Tell me something in your native woodland language.
When speaking to a Bear of Very Little Brain, remember that long words may bother him.
Whistler,' Manet called. 'How's your mother?
They say the difference between a hockey mom and a pitbull - lipstick.
Somedays you eat the bear, somedays the bear eats you
He'd woken up after flying from Boston to Montana to find his da cooking breakfast for them: sausage and pancakes shaped like deer. It wasn't just any deer, either - they looked like Bambi from the disney cartoon. Charles didn't want to know how his father had managed that
Shadow looked at the corpse of the baby deer. He decided that if he were a real woodsman, he would slice off a steak and grill it over a wood fire. Instead, he sat on a fallen tree and ate a Snickers bar and knew that he really wasn't a real woodsman.
To experience the northern forest in the raw, I went to northern Finland and Lapland, travelling on horseback, and sleeping on reindeer skins in the traditional open-fronted Finnish laavu. I ate elk heart, reindeer and lingonberries, and tried out spruce resin: the chewing gum of the Stone Age.
When a monkey nibbles on a weenis, it's funny in any language.