CW Books by Candace C Wells

Today I want to share yet another tale of true stories. Let’s continue the trail. There once was a day as a young person my parents ran a game farm and petting zoo alongside a 21 stall campground in Alberta, Canada. There were times we had many young game to bottle feed. This led to great times and some hard times. We gained some and we lost some. Striker the young bull moose survived the ordeal. As a matter of fact, he loved his people but he did like to play bull moose games and pin us against the fence for whatever his reason. He meant no harm but nonetheless we were careful with him. One day he wandered into the campground picnic area. The guests had just finished setting out their picnic stuff on the table. Striker walked into the ordeal and had a browse around specifically at the neatly set table. He moved around the table until he found the bowl of nectarines and gladly helped himself. He walked over to the tree where he spit out the pit. Shortly, thereafter he helped himself to another nectarine. Apparently, that was all that he had interest in. I hope you enjoy my tales. Maybe next time, I will come up with a duck story.