What's that? Something is over there...Blew seems to be saying. She loves seeing moose in the morning. Of course, a scurrying mole is just as fun!
The first time we saw this bull moose was on the 4th of July. He was in the river cooling off, obvious to the gathering crowd that was watching him. Last week, he and another smaller bull, met up with the two cows that have wandered through the complex. The larger pair seem to be sticking around. I've seen them almost every morning. I didn't expect to see them today, after doing our round and not spotting them. But, we were only two houses from home when Blew indicated that there was a moose somewhere nearby. Mr. Moose was between Robert's house and garage. That was close enough to go home and get my camera! Poor Blew was upset because I didn't take her back with me. That is the most I have ever heard her bark in her entire life!
As I walked back, I caught a glimpse of the cow behind Robert's garage. I would not have seen her if I had't decided to go and take the bull's picture. When I went into the house to get my camera, it was about seven in the morning. Hopefully these two will stick around and not wander too close to the highway.