Our local newspaper occasionally carries stories about sending moose back to the wild. The big creatures, which look like they're made up of parts of cows, horses and donkeys with the addition of camel legs, wander into urban areas and either take up residence or can’t find their way back to the river bottoms.
(Photo from the Rexburg Standard Journal)
The latest one was nick-named Lucy. After she spent four days stomping through snowy yards and gardens in the neighborhood, the Idaho Department of Fish and Game conservation officers were called to tranquilize and transport her to a safer place. The officers reported having to deal with seven other moose in the past several days.
When I went cross-country skiing on one of the local golf courses the other day I could see the skiers weren’t the only ones who had found a winter use for the greens and fairways.
There were tracks in the snow bigger than a man’s hand all over the course.
Moose had been making meals of tree branches. There were circles of tracks around almost every tree. The new part of the golf course where the trees are young and tender seemed to be the favorite banquet place.
The browsers had also left their calling cards in the snow…
…along with plenty of broken branches.
On a personal note—moose dung really messes with cross-country skis.
This is just a photo for Shadow Shot Sunday. And I just realized I've published 402 posts. wow!