My grandpa, who was usually pretty quiet and reserved played a fun one on us one year…so very long ago. I can’t even remember when, anymore. But I was a young kid, maybe that’s why I was so gullable, huh?
I was messing around in the kitchen, playing cards with Grandma and mom. Grandpa was out in the living room reading the paper or something.
“Oh, wow,” Grandpa said.
I leaned back in my chair and peered into the living room. He’d stood up from his chair and shoved his hands in his front pockets.
He took a few steps into the middle of the room, staring out the massive picture window. He often did that, so it wasn’t a bit deal.
“What?” I asked.
“There’s a moose out there.” He pointed his crooked forefinger toward the window.
I ’bout fell out of my chair wanting to see this. I mean, a moose? Sure, they were often seen in northern Minnesota, and my grandparents lived only a few hours from the Canadian border, but one in town? That’s unusual for sure!
I stumbled out of the kitchen, closely followed by my mom and grandma, but I skidded to a stop when I saw an empty street.
I looked up at my grandpa and saw a massive smile splitting his face. He leaned back and beloowed his contagious laugh.
Anyone ever get you on a good April Fools Day prank?