Moose are not skiddish creatures. This skinny-legged twig-eater couldn't have cared less that Daisy, our dog, was barking hysterically or that I was blasting my air horn like a mad woman.
Despite our noise-making, Moosey Moose moved right on up to the lilac bush growing outside my kitchen window.
My, what large nostrils you have . . .
"The better to smell tasty lilac leaves.
These smell dead, but I'm not picky."
"The better to eat tasty, dead lilac leaves.
Hey, I'm a moose, not some fancy gourmand."
"The better to look at your barking beagle.
By the way, she doesn't scare me one bit."
Exactly one year ago today:
That is so amazing. I have never seen a moose. Not even at a zoo. Here in Texas, we have armadillos and coons. Totally not cool.
Cool moosie pics! Love your commentary..heh heh.
My nephew LOVES moose! I'm sending him your link!
I found your blog over at Scribbit...awesome pics of the moose. It looks like you got so close...was that a telephoto lense or are they not that dangerous?
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