We're doing a low-budget Secret Santa where I live, and yesterday my Secret Santa left me a fuzzy green stuffed moose with red and white striped antlers, holding a little plastic bag of peppermint candies. I perched the little dude on our counter to lend a bit of festive decoration to our kitchen area.
I woke up this morning to the disturbing sight of my little stuffed moosey friend face-down in a partially-water-filled brownie pan, still clutching that plastic bag. Apparently it can be used as a flotation device. Fortunately, after a little mouth-to-antler resuscitation I was able to revive him, and have resolved not to place him quite as close to the edge of the counter as I did last night.
Methinks the cats are a little jealous that he's allowed on the counter.
Better hope no one turns you in for moose abuse. Poor thing...