Moose bedded down for about an hour and quarter. Then he rose, walked past the bathroom window, and went to my least favorite weed tree to snack.
Eat as much of that tree as you can, Mr. Moose.
After a few minutes of snacking he walked along the side of the house and started in on the lilac. Oh no you don’t. Bing and Kate barked furiously from the safety of the window and the moose moved to the front yard.
He’s pruning the birch trees.
Later he cleaned up the Nasturtiums at the front fence.
What a cool afternoon.