... my wife suddenly said, “There’s an elk!”
I could just hear her in my Mom's accent.....You guys are good!
I didn’t see him initially. As we were walking along, my wife suddenly said, “There’s an elk!”
I said, “Whaaat?! There aren’t any elk around here!”
She said, “I hope it doesn’t chase us! Thank goodness it isn’t a bear!”
I thought she was kidding, but then it moved and I saw she’d spotted a deer. It’s a buck. The antlers are obscured by the branches. A fine fat fellow. (Dunno where the “elk” came from, but English is not her first language.)