Ghost Moose

Today on the paper route we saw a moose!!

Finally, after almost two months of watching and looking and wanting to see a moose, we sort of, kind of, maybe, we think, it can't be anything else, can it? We saw a moose. The distance was bout 50 yards, it was the half-light of 5AM and we had just kicked up a bunch of dust from our least favorite dirt road; then we saw it!

That shadow over there, did that just move? Look!

So we decided it must be a moose, because it was too big and ran wrong to be a horse. Way too big for elk, and way-way too big and too dark for deer.

For clarification, that does in fact mean that there is a paper route in my life. The Lewiston Tribune starts each and every day off right, kind of like one of the more healthy cereals. Except not because I'm always hungry at the end of it. We have about 100 customers, four newspaper racks, and one (sometimes two) sacks to drop off at the post office. We drive about 79 miles, use five plastic bags, and we are gone 2 hours and 45 minutes.

This little job manages to pay for it's own gas and make our rent and utility payments. Mostly we do it for the wildlife though. So far we have seen deer (antlers and none, spotted and older), raccoons, pheasants, quail, owls, hawks, mice, the moose, a fox, horses (even in the road once), cows (in the road quite often actually), porcupines, and we even hit a coyote. The coyote must have been fine, we went back to look and couldn't find hide not hair. But it made a loud THUD and the front plate has head-