We immediately sprang up and tore out to the truck, barefoot girls, dog, and all. Even though it was only 2 miles we were afraid the moose would be long gone by the time we got there.
He wasn't. He was just strolling around the neighborhood... inspecting objects in people's back yards... grazing on whatever looked appealing... wrestling with small trees... and blithely ignoring the paparazzi!
...before wandering off to visit other neighbors in the vicinity.
We thought it would be fun to just follow him around town the rest of the afternoon, but as we had "promises to keep, and miles to go before we sleep..." we reluctantly bid him farewell and went about our business.
We wonder how long it will be before he finds his way back across the bridge over the river to the forest where he lives?
We love living in the Northwest!