A Scotsman was visiting a friend in the North Woods of Canada. Both liked to hunt.

They were hunting for deer, when all of a sudden, a moose popped up in front of them. It was so unexpected, neither of them had a chance to fire. The Scotsman was shaken.

"Hoot mon, wit in blazes was that?!"

"That was a moose", the Canadian replied.

"What are ye saying, lad? A moose? Good grief, I'd hate to see yer rats!"