There's a moose in my backyard

Not the greatest of pictures, because I don’t have a nice digital camera and there’s no way I’m going near it. Also, she blends in well with the suburban habitat. There’s a few more pics on flickr, none look much better though.

I’m sitting there minding my own business in my living room, I look up and there’s a freaking moose standing in the back of my yard. No one expects a moose to be in their backyard. She’s just standing there, minding her own business. The cops said to leave her alone and she’ll wander off. Well, now she’s laying there chewing her cud. It figures that I lost my cellphone Wednesday and didn’t bother getting it replaced yet because I seldom make or receive calls and was kind of hoping it would appear out of whatever berm it got plowed into. Now this comes up and I can’t call anyone. Further bulletins as events warrant.

4:15pm – The neighbor is now making loops through the alley. If the moose rampages and smashes something because of this, I’m going to be upset.

It strikes me that I ended up with a dog from a similar situation.

7:45pm – Having finished her cud, it sounds like (it’s dark now) she’s EATING MY PEAR TREES!

8:30pm – Having finished her light snack, she appears to have settled down for at least a nap if not the night.

11:00pm – She’s having a light midnight snack of something back there.

8:00am – The moose moved on sometime in the night, leaving behind several large piles of poop and ravaged branches on my pear tree. Good luck moose.