Speaking of moose sounds. My father was at a gathering of many deer hunters, when a prank
was played on a guy who claimed to be the best moose caller in Maine. One hunter had phonograph
recorder, very high tech just after WWI. They got the moose caller drunk, and recorded his
demostrations of his call as he got drunker and drunker without his knowing he was being recorded.
A few days later, he was told that they had a recording of the champion moose caller in Michigan,
and wanted his opinion of the Michigander's performance. They played the redording of his calls.
At first he listened with a respectful expression, which changed to a smug smile as the booze
bamboozled his bellows. After the record ended, his pronouncement was: "The last part of that
last call would have scared a moose to Jesus!"