This is it. Today is the day I announce whether I saw a moose!
Unfortunately I don't know. You see, it is not August 10 for me. I got a little worried that right at the end of my vacation (August 10 is the last day of it) I might be a little sad. I was worried that I wouldn't want to just yet launch into all my post vacation blogging. I wondered if I could, just to be on the safe side, write about whether or not I saw a moose ahead of time.
This seemed pretty challenging. I was a little stumped. But then I had an idea.
What if I listed the basic scenarios, as I see them, for all the possible variations in answering the question of whether I saw a moose. I don't know how to make a box in a blog post, but I can, at the start of each scenario, put a ( ). Then, no matter how committed I am to doing nothing right up til it's time to go back to work, all I have to do is go into my (this) blog post and simply put an X in the correct ( ), like so: (X).
So that's what I'll do. I feel that surely one of the following scenarios will be basically accurate. The one that is will have a (X) before it.
Did I See a Moose on Vacation?
(X) No, absolutely not. Outside of postcards and moose based bric-a-brac I did not even come close to seeing an actual moose. I did see some birds, and a squirrel. There are less than 5,000 moose in Minnesota. I was never going to see a moose.
( ) No. I thought I saw something move once though, sort of off somewhere in the shrubs and trees, and there was a sound too. This could have been any of a million different things: a frog, a bird, a hobo, a space alien, the wind, a monkey, a wolf, an animate pine cone, and so on, but one of the things it also could have been, was a moose. So I could have seen a moose, but I am uncomfortable checking a "yes" box on this basis.
( ) Yes. We were driving up to the lake house. We were on the main highway. There, on the side of the road, was a moose. It looked a bit scraggly. It happened so early in the trip, and with the sighting from a car on the highway, it just wasn't as exciting as I imagined it would be.
( ) Yes. Unless it was a dream. But it wasn't a dream! I woke in the middle of the night, and though I knew it would be bitterly cold I stepped out on the balcony of our house to take in the brilliant stars over Lake Superior. There, down just above the shoreline was a moose, nosing about. He had big antlers. He was huge. I looked at him for awhile. Then he turned and looked at me. And here's why I have this dream suspicion even though it wasn't a dream. The moose looked at me, and he winked. Then he ambled off. Well, at least he wasn't white. I would not have been able to believe it if he was a white moose.
( ) Yes. Out for a hike on the Superior Trail I mistakenly wandered onto an abandoned spur trail. Trying to cut back to the main trail I found the undergrowth got thicker and thicker. The mosquitoes were driving me insane, and I plowed off in the wrong direction and became completely lost. I wandered for a long time, growing thirsty and exhausted. Finally I missed a step on a steep hill and rolled messily to the bottom. Bruised, bitten, lost, and very thirsty I heard someone coming towards me. "Thank god" I thought "Help has arrived!" But it wasn't help. It was a moose.