One more moose story. I was rebuilding a 200 year old house in New Hampshire and decided to put a picture window in the living room. One afternoon I was sleeping on the sofa under the window when I felt something was just not right. I opened my eyes and looked up to see a HUGH bull moose actually crouching down to look through the window. Then the scary thought came of what happens if he thinks he sees another moose? Am I going to end up with 900 pounds on the sofa with me? As luck would have it, he finally ambled off down the plowed drive and disappeared into the woods across the street. We didn't see him again until Spring when I had just plowed and planted my garden and the big oaf walked through it with his giant feet wrecking everything.
