Visitor of the day. Well, almost anyway.

We spied this one through the front window, just standing there for the longest time.  We couldn’t figure out what he was doing.  (I am making the hugest of huge assumptions here in stating the moose was a “he.”  Because quite honestly, I’m as good at sexing wild cervids from a long distance as I am at sexing hummingbirds.  Not to mention any and all other winged creatures.  And no, that should not be “sexting.”  I don’t sext very well either.  I’m just sayin’.)

Anyhoo, this guy, or gal if we really want to be all PC and such, seemed to be having the most difficult of times deciding which way to go.  Walk on down the drive?  Or turn and hightail it out of here?  After about 15 minutes of standing right over the cattle guard, which thankfully, at this time of year, is so full of packed down ice and snow that it’s not dangerous to legs, the young moose decided to head on up the hill.  Which was a bummer as we were so hoping to get a closer look.

It was a beautiful sight anyway.

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(The pictures are all out of order and it’s late and I don’t feel like trying to figure out how to fix it.  But in all honesty, he did stand there and turn around a few times, so I guess the order is all relative.  First he was looking one way, then another, and so on.  You get the idea.)

About madranchwife

Mother, Mad Ranchwife(as in--at times-- crazy, nutso, loco, off-my-rocker insane), Veterinarian, Physical Therapist, "Liberal, pinko, gay-loving, Subaru-driving Socialist" (as I've been called), proud to be a totally tree-huggin', climate change believin', granola girl environmentalist, ObamaGirl, Pro-Choice (don't even get me started here...), and in my younger days a feminist vegetarian as a result of time spent at CU Boulder (this lasted approximately 14 months, until all the Jimmy Buffett I was listening to caused me to crave a cheeseburger). Now I just get pleasure out of swimming against the stream and ruffling a few feathers here in the wild west state of Wyoming!
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One Response to Visitor of the day. Well, almost anyway.

  1. Tony Seahorn says:

    Guess I’ll go this way…naw, snow’s too deep. Maybe I’ll go this way…naw no leaves to eat. Wonder what will happen if I stand in the road ’til spring?

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