Once upon a time there was an old indian man who lived up in the woods.
He lived up in the woods all by himself. One day while the man was rocking
in his rocking chair a moose came out of the woods and stood up right beside
the old manís house. The moose would leave every night and would come back
in the morning so the man could. One morning when the man woke up the moose
wasnít there. The moose was gone for two weeks and the man cried the whole
time. He figured the moose had gotten shot. Then early one morning when
the man woke up, he heard a noise outside his door. The man went and got
his gun because he thought it was a bear. When the old man looked out his
window he saw two moose. He threw his gun down and ran outside to feed
the moose. The old man knew that the other moose was her calf. The two
moose never left the old man again. One year later the old man died. The
moose never left the old manís body for three months. When the moose went
out in the woods to get something to eat they got shot.
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