Yesterday we were very proud of ourselves. We had finished nailing down the tin roof on the woodshed, and made a grocery run, tiedied up assorted affairs, and were relaxing indoors. At dusk along came a pair of moose to snuffle around the garden. It was mommy and offspring. Let's call this one Junior:
Junior is almost as big as my faithful tractor. Mommy is larger:
I wonder if one could domesticate moose, the way the Lapps do with reindeer. One could have a two-moosepower tractor, and it might be easier than keeping horses in winter. When the gas runs out, it's something to consider.
Junior is almost as big as my faithful tractor. Mommy is larger:
I wonder if one could domesticate moose, the way the Lapps do with reindeer. One could have a two-moosepower tractor, and it might be easier than keeping horses in winter. When the gas runs out, it's something to consider.
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