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Another day, another umbrella hunt while secretly hunting the lost SMALLER MOOSE.

Today was a day marked by nostalgia. THE MIGHTY MOOSE decided to visit all of their favorite places together - the first being the dumpster behind Clearview. Here, he managed to fish out an old, clear, plastic umbrella. Ah. SMALLER MOOSE hated this kind, as he felt the need to bark at the visible raindrops.

Next was his favorite widdle spot, which also happened to be a picnic area at a park nearby. Strewn amongst the trash and rubble that was all that was left of the old barbeque pits was a plain and serviceable black umbrella.

THE MOOSE would find the next two outside the doggy bakery, forgotten and dangling from a coat rack. Gingerly, he stepped over the broken glass and snagged a few broken remnants of SMALLER MOOSE'S favorite treats.

His journey ended at the sewer hole where he had last seen his friend. Patiently, he placed treats around the hole with a small, hand-written note.

PLEASE COME HOME.