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Have I mentioned it's cold here? About 20 degrees. Not THAT cold by the standards of those that live here, but I'm all wussified now from the easy living in California.
However, some things never get old, even to those that live here. Moose. They never get old.
Yesterday evening the Future Gov and I took her dog to a dog park, basically a series of trails in a wooded area near the airport. We got out of the car, started walking from the parking lot and a man (very loud and annoying) was standing at the start of the trail yelling at one of his dogs who was barking at a large dark object. "There's a moose there," he said. Sure enough there was a bull moose standing and munching on the trees. FG's dog took off to join the moose harassment. Silly reatures trying to round up an enormous mammal with horns.
Oh but wait! There are TWO bull moose standing there! The first started to charge the dogs. I immediately run back to the car - hoping it's the right one. Basically I just opened a door near me and got in. It wasn't after us humans standing there, but when a ton of animal flesh and horns comes racing in my direction, I tend to get out of the way.
The second moose followed suit and then they both ran off in to the woods. Oh they are so ungainly, those moose. FG and I started off on our walk finally. After about 1/2 or 3/4 of a mile we saw two more moose - females. The dog took off after them and we immediately turned around and went back the way we'd come. Only to find out that there was another moose nibbling by the trail. We veered off to the side, avoiding it. And then there were TWO MORE blocking the trail. Moose moose, every where moose. It was fun.
We did get back to the parking lot in one piece.
However, some things never get old, even to those that live here. Moose. They never get old.
Yesterday evening the Future Gov and I took her dog to a dog park, basically a series of trails in a wooded area near the airport. We got out of the car, started walking from the parking lot and a man (very loud and annoying) was standing at the start of the trail yelling at one of his dogs who was barking at a large dark object. "There's a moose there," he said. Sure enough there was a bull moose standing and munching on the trees. FG's dog took off to join the moose harassment. Silly reatures trying to round up an enormous mammal with horns.
Oh but wait! There are TWO bull moose standing there! The first started to charge the dogs. I immediately run back to the car - hoping it's the right one. Basically I just opened a door near me and got in. It wasn't after us humans standing there, but when a ton of animal flesh and horns comes racing in my direction, I tend to get out of the way.
The second moose followed suit and then they both ran off in to the woods. Oh they are so ungainly, those moose. FG and I started off on our walk finally. After about 1/2 or 3/4 of a mile we saw two more moose - females. The dog took off after them and we immediately turned around and went back the way we'd come. Only to find out that there was another moose nibbling by the trail. We veered off to the side, avoiding it. And then there were TWO MORE blocking the trail. Moose moose, every where moose. It was fun.
We did get back to the parking lot in one piece.