It's been a couple weeks since I've seen the mooses. Their hoofprints are all over the snow on the lawn, in the brush, and in the woods, but I have had tons of catering work these past few weeks and haven't been around much. This morning, when I let Little Girl outside, she caught sight of them right away. They were in their usual spot, nibbling on the apple tree over by the tennis court.
Little Girl ran out with her tail wagging and barked and pranced from about 20 yards away. Clearly, she had missed them, too! I was glad to see mom and Junior, the bull calf. It'll be his birthday in about 6 weeks--he's almost out of short pants! He looks good--he's put on a lot of weight, which is great for late winter. This summer he had thin hips and narrow rump. Now his belly and hips have filled out and his chest is broader, too. It was grey light on snow and brush, so I couldn't make out if he'd lost his small rack. I assume so.
They put up with Little Girl approaching, sniffing their tracks, then leaping back, for about 10 minutes, then they decided to mosey on and walked back into the woods.
After I finished catering the weekly luncheon for the Palmer Lions club, Little Girl and I went for a walk, back on our trails in the woods. We saw lots of movement of all kinds of critters --moose tracks, bunny tracks, bird hop tracks, neighbor dogs on their rounds, and also a couple of snow-white ptarmigan on the ground.