Bull Moose

The wild-eyed dreamer knocked upon her heavy oak door, and though she seldom answered to the woodland creatures, she swung the big door open, and saw not a bear or a raccoon, but a man as large as a bull moose and hairy as anything, too. She caught her breath, surprised, stepping backward into the room. He took this as an invitation to come in. What is a hag to do with a man in the room, but bewitch him with potions and brews, strange stories, stew, not half bad. She gave him a bath, shaved him clean for extra pleasure they used Vaseline, but as things go, so does the man, one day the wild-eyes dreamer strayed away.