While driving to my Mother's internment on Saturday morning, I came across this moose just past Rosetown. He was standing by the side of the road really doing nothing and very close to the ditch. I parked my truck and got out and started talking to him. He just watched me closely, didn't seem afraid but very curious.
When he started moving towards me, I kept my truck between him and I, just in case he got nasty. He came within about one hundred feet and we just stood looking at each other, kind of eye to eye. I was talking to him and he just seemed very curious. Not sure how much closer he would have come or if I wanted him to come any closer but it didn't matter anyway. A semi driver came by, and for some reason I guess only known to himself, he laid on his air horn and the moose spooked and ran away. But for a few brief moments it was good just to enjoy one of God's creation up close and personal. I know its the closest I have ever been to a live moose and
it was just kind of a real nice moment. God is good.
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