Best 13 quotes in «moose quotes» category

Registration Day' by Gavin Gunhold (1899— ) Toronto Review of Poetry, 1947 On registration day at taxidermy school I distinctly saw the eyes of the stuffed moose Move.

The store had a hand-painted sign the read: MOOSE PASS GAS. "That's just wrong," Frank said.

I feel as fit as a bull moose.

Wolves directly affect the entire ecosystem, not just moose populations, their main prey, because less moose equals more tree growth

But, on more accounts than one, I had had enough of moose-hunting. I had not come to the woods for this purpose, nor had I foreseen it, though I had been willing to learn how the Indian manvred; but one moose killed was as good, if not as bad, as a dozen.

If I did that, I'd be sticking my head in a moose.

I'm as strong as a bull moose and you can use me to the limit.

The Creator is not a careless mechanic.

Yes, during the pilot, they gave me a little toy from the shop. It's like three little moose in a boat, paddling. It's very cute. And I got to keep some of the clothes.

Big Brown Moose I'm a big brown moose, I'm a rascally moose, I'm a moose with a tough, shaggy hide; and I kick and I prance in a long-legged dance with my moose-mama close by my side. I shrug off the cold and I sneeze at the wind and I swivel my ears in the snow; and I tramp and I tromp over forest and swamp, 'cause there's nowhere a moose cannot go. I'm a big brown moose, I'm a ravenous moose as I hunt for the willow and yew; with a snort and a crunch, I rip off each bunch, and I chew and I chew and I chew. When together we slump in a comfortable clump -- my mountainous mama and I -- I give her a nuzzle of velvety muzzle. Our frosty breath drifts to the sky. I'm a big brown moose, I'm a slumberous moose, I'm a moose with a warm, snuggly hide; and I bask in the moon as the coyotes croon, with my moose-mama close by my side.

Moose are the squirrels of Alaska.

How the hell did you get to the cloister and back so fast?" "I have a moose." "A moose." "Yeah, you know, big deer looking thing, likes water... antlers, well, not this moose, Una's female." "I want a moose," Brede mumbled.

The moose is singularly grotesque and awkward to look at. Why should it stand so high at the shoulders? Why have so long a head? Why have no tail to speak of?