Sweet Moose

No, not mousse, moose.

Not so long ago, on the way to our cottage, my husband and I came across two young moose jogging casually along our country road. I pulled up behind them, cursing myself for leaving my camera in the trunk, and cruised alongside them until they moved forward, right in front of the car, and kept up the slow pace for several minutes. They were all long limbs and bouncy gaits, gangly teenager moose looking for trouble.

Occasionally one or both would turn and have a look to see if we were still behind them, but they didn't seem particularly bothered that we were there. Eventually one sidled into the woods, then the other followed and just like that, they were gone. I've never seen any other moose up at the lake (deer, yes, they're everywhere and treat my garden like a salad bar) but I'm hoping I'll see moose there again some day.

Found this at iloveorange