A Moose
How crazy a morning is this. Stewart wakes up and wants to watch Brum. Not terribly unusual. But I strolled past the window to see a Ketchum Animal Control truck outside. Interestingly enough, but not really alarming, until what should pass my view but an enormous moose. My head was at his shoulders, HE WAS HUGE!
I just started yelling, “MOOSE! MOOSE!”
At such a time as this, that’s all I could think to say? I’m such a dork.
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