If You Give a Moose a Muffin...

Introducing Momma Moose.






















She stood on the path between the men, and their work destination at the creek.

I don't know about muffins, but if you have a maple tree growing in your yard... moose seem to like them too.
Momma moose found one in MY yard, and as she munched away on some leaves between the house and port-a-potty, this appeared behind her:

This is Baby Moose.













He (or she. I don't know my moose types real well) was littler than Momma, but very large still.
As you can see, moose look just like a cross between a horse and cow!
Funny looking if you ask me, but I didn't laugh out loud since I didn't want to get on Momma moose's bad side!

Zachary, who has been the confident outdoorsman since we arrived, just asked if we could move the outhouse closer to the house!
I'm glad sombody see's things my way!