BOZO's experience with a BIG NOSE and it's implications.
This is a story about the Nose. Just before the last winter ended, BOZO was doing his usual thing, cat footing around behind his house in the woods. As told to Uncle Henry (WA3RPC) this is what Bozo had to say about that particular event:
"I was taking my usual twenty winks in some nice warm leaves when I smelled a damp musky odor of some sort. I had never smelled anything quite like it. It is my usual feline practice, that when I wake up from a nap, I go about it slowly and take a peek at what is around me. To my utter astonishment there was a bear, a BIG bear looking down at me. I was just about scared to death, but I could not stop this yawn that was coming on me. Just as I yawned, the bear yawned too! Holy Shebia I thought, this is crazy! I am about to be eaten by a darned bear while were both yawning!"
"I kept perfectly still after the yawn bit and stayed quiet for the longest minute in all recorded time. I thought I had bought the farm, as the saying goes. Then I heard a big sniffing sound and that really got me upset. Without thinking, I found myself sniffing too. Would you believe the Bear and I were sniffing each other. First we both yawn, then we sniff, what's going on?
Finally I asked the Bear, "What in the blazes are you up to ?" The Bear replied in a long slow drawl, as if he was born way, way down south, "I am just trying to figure you out. I never eat anything that I don't smell carefuly first, and I am not sure about the way you smell.
"Well", said Bozo," I feel the same way". "I never eat anything that I don't give a good sniff first. Let's be reasonable about this sniffing stuff and be friends, no trouble OK?"
"Stop worrying", said the Bear, I'm not hungry right now, just curious. So you say that you smell everything too before you eat it, that's smart. Last year I had a bad cold, could'nt smell right and ate something that made me sick. Let me tell you Mr.Cat, take good care of your nose, there is no substitue for a good sniffer. By the way feast your eyes on mine, pretty darn good hey?
"Yep" replied Bozo, "very good indeed. As a matter of fact you could say it was a bit long, yet shapely and distinctive. Yes, very nice, very nice."
Well, with that Mr. Bear thanked Bozo for the compliment and ambled off. "Whew", said Bozo. That was close. I could care less about that Bears nose. If he were the size of a mouse, I would have told him what I think about his stupid long nose. My nose is small and neat and matches my forehead and sniffs just as good as any old darned Bear nose. But I guess he is right about one thing, the Nose Knows!
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