At a party, I met a moose who was dating a bear. A drink in his paw, the bear was in the corner with a pretty cat with bright violet eyes. What's with these animals? I wondered. The bear looked a little sleazy. But the moose was really very attractive with big eyes and a prominent nose. She was wearing some kind of strong perfume that attracted and repulsed me. "It looks as though your bear has found a cat," I said. She snorted. I took that as a sign she agreed. "What do you say we go home together?" I asked. "I don't date dogs," she said. "That seems a little inflexible," I replied. She kicked the ground several times with her hooves. Does that mean she wants to dance? Or is that dancing for a moose? "My Girl" was playing, and all the other animals were slow dancing. When she pulled away from me, I barked several times. That got me a lot of nasty looks, but not from the moose, who faced me again. "Forget the bear," I said. I took off my mask. "I'm not a dog," I said. "Well, what are you then?" she said. She took off her mask, and she was still a moose. I saw the bear outside the window chasing the cat up a tree. The moose began shifting her weight back and forth on long legs, and I moved to accommodate her. In this way, after a second or two, we were dancing like stars of the silver screen.

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