The other morning, one big mama and her yearling stopped in the middle of the road and made me wait. Honk! Honk! "I've got to get my girls to school! Do you mind moving on?" They continued standing and staring, hoping I'd take their picture, I guess. Honk! Honk! "All I have is my cell phone, suckers!" I yelled at them. "It won't catch you in the dark, so keep on moving! We've got to get to school!" Honk! Honk!
We see them everywhere—on walks with our dog, in the parking lot of the video store, lurking in the woods that straggle up to the side of the road.
Whenever I've come across them I have refused to snap a photo. That's what I get . . . now they have decided to come to me. This guy basically dared me to take his picture when he spent a half hour on the deck pruning the lilac tree.
That would be his ear, the better with which to hear Daisy barking wildly . . .
There's his chinny chin chin . . .
My, what dainty hooves . . .
. . . for a big, dumb moose.
Er, I mean a handsome, intelligent moose. Carry on.
Dinner last night: green salad, tuna
Exactly one year ago:
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