Because now I have seen some moose… mooses… moosi…
And I saw a beaver…
So now Trent and Zoe and all my Canadian minions can stop acting so superior. In fact, I think I saw something that even most Canadians have never seen… a duck sitting on the back of a moose…
I should probably get promoted to Mounty for that. I took these pictures when we went on a couple of boat rides. That is the advantage of not trying to fight the long lines to get on the popular rides. We did the stuff you always mean to get to but never do. We rode on the Mark Twain, a replica of a paddle wheel steamer.
Now don’t get me wrong. I have been on a real paddle wheeler on the Mississippi river. But this was sort of fun. I love boats…
There is just something cool about boats…
Although I do have to watch my head. We also rode on the Columbia… or the replica of the Columbia, the first ship to carry the American flag around the world…
Sail boats are extra cool. These were the starships of their time. And I do love me some rigging…
But I made sure to man the deck gun when I saw a duck circling… I didn’t want him to ride me like a moose…
Hey, did you know there is even a little petting zoo in the Western part of Disneyland?
I met some new friends. Like that donkey and these two sleepy goats…
And I discovered that goats really like to be scratched under the chin…
Next time you go to Disneyland when it is crowded, avoid the regular stuff and check out some of the things you never end up seeing. You will not be sorry.
Pouring My Art Out 
Disney is always a good time.
Snow, Art. You need to be mildly exasperated by at least eight feet of snow if you want Canadians to take you seriously.
Oh, and don’t call it Canadian bacon. Apparently they’re touchy about that.
They don’t call it that???
Guap is referring to me (touchy about “Canadian” bacon). And no we don’t call it that. For some reason Americans call back bacon Canadian bacon. Bacon in Canada is the same as bacon in America. Thin, crinkly strips of salty goodness. That thick slab stuff is called back bacon.
p.s. this is your birthday gift — reading an old post. You’re welcome.
Yay… thanks… and someday we will get this whole bacon thing sorted out
The plural of moose is moose, not meeses or mooses or moosi – just moose. No Mountie for you if you don’t know the plural of moose!
I was being funny…
So was I!
yes you were
psst…I don’t think those moose are real Art. I don’t think real moose have those streaks on their bodies that look suspiciously like… never mind. Those are moose replicas. and beaver replica.
oh heck, I am gonna go talk to myself.
uh… I think Canada is full of fake moose and beaver…
Do you photoshop the clouds out?! No clouds! I need to book some flights!
We have been having an early spring.
It looks like you had a great time. I really think we need to see you in a Mountie uniform to make your initiation complete.
I should get paid extra for fulfilling fantasies… HA!
I regret to tell you, sir, that the beaver in your photo is named Bub, and he is a deserter from our armed forces. We sent him to Detroit once, to clean up the place, and were prepared to light him up when he leapt into the river… which then proceeded to light up. I don’t know how he got to the other side. But thanks for outing his location… we shall send our moosi to retreive him. Bub’s gonna have a hard spring…
But he has American citizenship… and a family… and a job…
And a job to do… protect our borders, Bub!
Maybe he is a mole… deep under cover…
Sounds like you had fun, Art. I’ve never been to Disneyland or Disney World or even any theme parks.
It is worth doing at least once.
Only if you can afford it, my friend.
good point
We have Moose in Colorado!! Ran into one on a hike…Scary but beautiful.
Yeah… I watch the nature channel… they can be mean.
Holy crap, where have you been Lindsday????
You been out-Canadianed again…
Out of town for a bit. Back now and finally posted again!! How are ya?
Yeah, Trent, how are you?
How are you Art?
I am fine, how about you?
Pretty good. Glad to see you back, and even heard from your cousin for a bit there.
yes… for a bit
What’s that supposed to mean?
I forget what we were talking about.
As usual.
I am getting old… it is getting really bad…
Ooo goody! She’s back too 🙂
This is like a reunion…
Tee hee.
ha
We made her come to New Orleans with us. She was a flamenco dancer.
Dances with flamingos
We have a picture of her with a guy dressed as a flamingo from a couple of years ago.
I want to see that
I bet you would.
ha
I saw it too. We have a picture. It’s real too.
no way
We don’t act superior we are superior
To who?????
To youm
ohm
Shhhh… we shouldn’t tell them that. It makes them feel weird.
Oh yeah true shhh.. but they are weird
Shhhh… I think you’re right.
very *she says in a whisper*
riiiight
shhhh
whee
wink wink, nudge nudge
Secret Canadian handshake.
I can only imagine
what are your crack squirrels imagining?!
Making your hands look like a beaver tail and smacking the crap out of each other.
Ha! It’s funny how Americans are stuck on beavers. I think that I may have seen one, once in my life.
Outside or on your plate? HA!!!!!
No we do not eat them, they’re oversized rodents.
What about moose
Nope
well those are the only animals you have up there, right?
No we have bears, and all sorts of other animals
if you say so
i do
you did
Is she a goer?
A what now?
the Python sketch… wink wink, nudge nudge… is your wife a goer, eh?
We invented the coffee break… and the Twinky
And Dick Cheney…
shut up
Dick dick dick dick dick… Cheney!
aHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Don’t be a hater just because you came here when all the good… and snowless land was already taken.
pft, you haven’t seen the beautiful parts of Canada
I took a train all the way across Canada from West to East when I was young.
Cool. I had to travel through the States with my crappy family. It did not make for a good trip at all to say the least. I do remember a few select things.
we have lots of select things
I meant good select things, like the Builtmore House
We built more houses… HA!
you’re so funneh
yeah I am
It makes us feel amused
Hmmm…this is the first time I ever heard that Disneyland made somebody a Canadian! Now to complete the transformation, you need to eat poutine & donairs (you’ll like ’em, I did), and get “screeched in” (drink rum and kiss a codfish)! 😉
Eh?!
You don’t need to do it… you are already Canandidian
No but thankfully it didn’t make me American lol
You don’t want to know what you have to do to become one of us
No I don’t!
HA!
Can I drink the rum after kissing the fish?
Absolutely.
It seems more sanitary that way.
getting all Canadian in Disneyland of all places? I hear a challenge coming…
If you see a duck riding on a real moose you win.
What if I dream it?
I will allow it
Even if it turns into a nightmare?
sure… why not…
Well what he doesn’t know is this Canadian has been to his American Disneyland. 😀
But did you see the moose and the beaver?
I don’t know I was kid
???
?
exactly
Me too…
Because you don’t have one…
we could have one if we wanted one
maybe
You too eh?! Woot!
ha