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I have the window behind me open to get some cool night air in the house, heard some rustling and looked out to see if I could figure out what was doing it. I couldn't tell exactly what the noise was - maybe a rabbit or something? Just the wind? Then I happened to look up just as a mother moose and a very young calf - reddish orange and clearly just past newborn - walked through a gap in the woods a few dozen yards from the house and vanished into the woods again.
It is eerie how completely something that size can disappear. After a few more rustles and cracking noises in the woods, they might never have been there at all. They don't even make half the noise you'd think they would.
It's actually the second moose sighting today (after none at all since winter). The other was much smaller and headed away from us when we were out walking earlier, maybe a yearling; maybe even this cow's yearling still hanging around, who knows. In any case we immediately decided to turn around and vacate that trail; when the moose is on the trail, the moose owns the trail, and we weren't sure if there might be a bigger one around.
As dangerous as they can be - someone was killed just recently trying to take pictures of a cow and calves - I do love having them around. It's always a treat to see them. Not that I won't be nervously looking over my shoulder the next time I go out in the woods.
It is eerie how completely something that size can disappear. After a few more rustles and cracking noises in the woods, they might never have been there at all. They don't even make half the noise you'd think they would.
It's actually the second moose sighting today (after none at all since winter). The other was much smaller and headed away from us when we were out walking earlier, maybe a yearling; maybe even this cow's yearling still hanging around, who knows. In any case we immediately decided to turn around and vacate that trail; when the moose is on the trail, the moose owns the trail, and we weren't sure if there might be a bigger one around.
As dangerous as they can be - someone was killed just recently trying to take pictures of a cow and calves - I do love having them around. It's always a treat to see them. Not that I won't be nervously looking over my shoulder the next time I go out in the woods.
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I wrote a zombie moose story for Yuletide one time, and that was a lot of fun LOL (for Newsflesh).
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I have been boggling at the recent spate of deaths and injuries in national parks--don't fuck with bison or bears or moose. Just stay away! How hard is that?
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So cool they are so common and also scary, they're so big...
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When I was in high school a couple moose came into the orchard and started nibbling on them. Mom and I went out the back door, stood up on the raised garden beds (not easily accessible to moose), and hooted and shouted and clapped at them to no avail. What finally drove them off was us starting to flap our arms vigorously. We were both wearing loose jackets and the noise was distinct. We finally weirded them out enough to see them away, I guess.
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