lokidogak

so, yesterday i was painting the front door of a house. the door opens into an atrium area that then has a door to the garage, and another door to the living space. across the street there is a steep hill that goes up to a mostly wooded lot. a momma moose, and her baby were enjoying the greens it had to offer, and watching cars go by.

my wonderful wife brought me some lunch, and after she left i stood on the front sidewalk, eating, and watching the moose. i had almost finished when the young moose looked at me, and then walked straight down the hill, across the street, and right up to me.

this sounds very sweet, and nice. but this wasn't bambi. a baby moose even this years model stands about shoulder high. so, i backed into he door way. the moose lost interest in me, after discovering some tasty flowers and entered the the front yard witch is surrounded by a 2 foot fence. keep in mind that momma is watching, and mother moose are fiercely protective. so, i was kind of stuck watching the moose channel. all of this was happening 10 feet in front of me.

just when i was kind of wondering what to do next a trash truck drove by. this scared the little moose, who jumped the fence, landed with hooves on wet pavement in the drive way, and slid with in inches of a parked cadilac. once he regained his footing he ran up the hill to rejoin his his mother.

it was one of the funniest things i've ever seen.