I love the moose. Not many other people like them in this neck of the woods. We lived in the outlying parts of Fairbanks while on the pipline back in the 70's and I'll never forget my first up close moose. It was a Mom and baby, it was -50 degree below, we were walking up to a neighbors and there were these moose. I turned to my little kids and said, "We are going to quietly and calmly turn around and go into the gargage door." Did they? Of course not. I've love and respected moose ever since though, and wouldn't want to get in front of one or cause it to charge. That day they ran the other way.
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