One day the Moose, the Gnome and the Cow went for a walk. Little white flurries flew, and the waves roared in the bay at the bottom of the hill.
“It’s not a fit night out for man nor beast,” said the Gnome.
“It’s not nighttime, but I agree,” said the Moose.
“Moo,” said the Cow.
“The weather forecast didn’t say anything about snow flurries,” said the Gnome.
“Isn’t that just like them,” said the Moose.
“Mooo,” said the Cow.
They walked across the field and past a grove of trees and then a little clearing and finally the woods, where they saw a squirrel.
“Squirrel!” said the Moose.
“It is, that,” said the Gnome.
“Moo,” said the Cow.
“I ain’t seen you around here before,” said the Squirrel.
“We’ve never been this far,” said the Gnome.
“That’s probably why you never saw us here,” said the Moose.
“Moooo,” said the Cow, rolling her eyes.
“May I offer you dinner? This is a rough neighborhood,” said the Squirrel, holding out an acorn.
“That’s very kind of you,” said the Gnome.
“What IS that?” said the Moose.
“Mooooo?” said the Cow.
“It’s a nut,” said the Squirrel. “Haven’t you ever seen a nut?”
The Gnome, the Moose and the Cow looked at one another, and looked at the Squirrel, and looked at one another again.
And then they fell to the ground, laughing among themselves.