Imagine my surprise when I have yet to see a moose. We've lived here two months now. TWO MONTHS. And no moose.
A couple weeks ago I was talking to my class (many of whom are my age, so they "get" my cultural references for the most part), and I was saying something about "these mythical creatures called moose." They were all warning me about them--they walk into the road and stand, the mama moose are super-crazy around their babies, that sort of thing.
I got a lot of laughs when I said, "Moose are like ROUSes. I don't think they exist."
(If you didn't catch The Princess Bride reference there, then I have nothing more to say to you today.)