Chapter 7: The Moose

So, as you may have noticed, all of my posts so far have been from my early, formative days.  I just recently learned to type, so I have been catching up on my life.  However, I was so proud of my destructive work yesterday that I couldn't wait to share my accomplishments.  Last night the yuppies gave me a moose.  They said that it was supposed to squeak at a pitch that I could hear but they could not.  Well, the joke is on them because it doesn't squeak.  My snake is much better for squeaking (more on that later).  Nonetheless, I took to destroying the moose immediately.  The obvious choice of places to start were its antlers.  As you can see below, it only took me a few minutes to rip those off.  But by the time they were gone, I was tired and had to nap.  I cant wait to get back to destroying the rest of the moose.