Here Moose-y Moose-y

That's a moose call.

When you live in Alaska, you see moose occasionally. On the playground, in your backyard or walking across the street. It's like a cat or a dog, except bigger.

My husband took these pictures at his school. His 5th graders could not believe that we hadn't seen a moose when we moved here. They were (are) so cute. Every day they would ask, have you seen a moose yet? Then finally, we did.

So now that I live in Alaska, I can act like moose are little squirrels crossing the street. Just don't feed them nuts. When family comes to visit they'll say, Oh my gosh, did you see that moose!? It's huge! And because it's become normal to me, I'll probably say, Oh him? Oh that's just Billy.

Or something like that.

I haven't seen one when I've been out my car though. ( ETA: I need to clarify. I have seen a moose on several occasions while driving, but never had my camera handy! They go across the street pretty fast. ) But I hear people talk about it like it's just a little dog, searching for his tennis ball. People will be skiing or or what not and can be yards away from a moose. They probably wave or something and then carry on about their business.

So, that's what a moose looks like for those wanting to know. A horse but uglier.