Morning Moose



This moose wasn’t quite sure what to think of my dog Rugby.  I was trying to get a picture of it while Rugby was trying to climb over my lap and out of the window.  Rugby whined and barked and cried and the moose just kept looking at us quizzically.  I’m not sure which moose this is as our neighborhood seems to be filled with them.  There’s a nice bull with a huge rack, the new twins and their mom, last year’s twins and maybe another mom with one or two calves.  For now I’ll just call him morning moose.