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A Møøse once bit my sister...
However, he wasn’t available for comment, or to pass along the lessons. Funeral next Tuesday.
LOL—The moose is like, “Dude, I know you’re there, stop trying to sneak up on me. Dude, I’m warning you. Dude, hammer time.”
What is it about Scandavian languages that make them all sound like doofuses?
Moose bites can be very nasty.
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Always set your beebers to stuned when approaching a wild møøse. At the least, you should do so for your sister’s sake.
I have a lot of video of moose, mostly taken in and around Yellowstone park. My spouse loves them so we seek them out. The closest I’ve been to one was probably about twenty feet, but I was not moving and he was slowly grazing on flowers coming in my direction. I could zoom right up his nose. A ranger finally advised me to back off. It was right out in front of Lake Lodge in YNP. They can sprint really fast.
What a stupid man. I think the moose was very patient.
I went white water rafting up in Maine a while back, and it was pretty far up. At one point I remember being on the bus that was taking us back, seemed we went down logging roads for a long time.
As we approached the area we started, there was a huge bull moose with an enormous rack standing right on the side of the road, as we passed. Not ten feet from that moose, a guy was taking pictures of the thing.
Unbelievable.
I remember someone hissing at the guy through a window as we passed “Get the f**k away from that animal, you stupid s**t!”
The moose was just chewing placidly, but it’s beady eyes were fixed on the guy. He had no idea how dangerous is was to be close to that moose, even if it might have seemed calmed and detached.
The shoulder of that moose was a good foot or two higher than the guy’s head, that was how huge it was. Apparently, if you get them during rutting season, they can be extremely unpredictable.
I once followed a big, black bull moose - big as a pickup truck - into the woods, snapping pics as I went, thru the pucker-brush, berry brambles etc ... Every few yards, as I got closer, he'd look over is shoulder at me and then resume his path. Then he turned around and stared at me.
I got the message and got outta there -
Another time, I spotted a moose coming out of the woods to feed in the water - I went to a road that backed up the woods on the other side and started trekking down to the pond through the woods - then I remembered that moose has the habit of backtracking to see if they are being followed. I decided to go back to my car.
And last year, my nieces little American Eskimo dog was stomped to death by a moose in Idaho.
They really aren't to be messed with.