We had some dusk visitors to the pond this evening. We happened to look out the window while headed for a potty break during bedtime and noticed cow and calf moose availing themselves of some refreshments at the pond edge. They did not seem phased by their proximity to the house.
Forrest, the supposed guard dog, was never aware of their presence. Surprisingly, although the topic of moose was much spoken of during the rest of bedtime procedures, it did not impede Eleanor’s decent into dreamland. Likely she is dreaming of moose in her pond as I type.
