Cows in the Mist

Well, I finally got around to taking my truck to the dump. Not the truck, but the stuff in the bed. A nice drive with two of my buddies (Isaiah and Daniel) covered a few miles through downtown and then a short trip to the burbs. On the way there we saw a large moose on the side of the highway and a pair of Bald Eagles soaring overhead. The trip went well, we got everything done, and oh, I finished my first Master’s course. The baby is crying, I have to go.

The rogue ambles through the dark, snow covered lanes of Cedar Hollow. His tall and lanky body meandering from house to house, he peers into windows, digs through snow, searching… What is he searching for? For food. The Bull Moose who we will have to name soon has appeared in our neck of the woods (Cedar Hollow) twice in the past few days. He was lingering outside our house yesterday evening as I was leaving the base. Sarah went nuts just watching him dig through the snow directly across the street from our house. The boys all thought it was cool too. I would include a picture, but I did not write down the exact instructions last time I spoke to Marc and could not duplicate what seemed intuitive at the time. I will be sending some pictures over email soon though.

To think I was just complaining about not seeing any moose for a couple weeks. Well this bull and cow gave me quite a lot to look at. It was Sunday morning. I was in the middle of a conversation with a couple little people and my wife when I looked out our large living room window… I immediately ran out the door with my camera and my shoes half way on in jeans and a t-shirt (since it was warmer than 15 degrees above zero). Once I crossed the street and selected my defensive/escape position (since I was about 10 yards from 2 really big animals who may have been a bit on the ornery side due to a significant lack of flora these days) I snapped a few photos. The one I am sending is the best of the three I took. I hope you enjoy seeing it as much as I enjoyed taking it. To put it into a medievil perspective I was close enough to successfully hunt them with a spear. I probably would have taken the bull first (although I wouldn’t want to get into a kicking contest with the cow either).

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I have a question for the intellectual readers of this site. Why do we add an “s” when pluralizing carniverous animals but not herbivorous (if that is even a word) animals? For instance, the plurals of moose, deer, elk, and caribou, are moose, deer, elk, and caribou respectively; but the plurals of bear, wolf, wolverine, and cougar are bears, wolves, wolverines, and cougars respectively. I was just curious to know why, but not curious enough to do research on the subject. Anyway, now that I have been instructed on how to add pictures to this site I will be adding a bit more colour (or color for Americans like me) to my posts. Have a great day. Everyday in Alaska is a great day for me!