Elsa and the Moose

Elsa has officially had her first moose encounter. We were strolling through Russian Jack Springs Park, in the off-leash area, and we ran nose-to-nose into a moose. It was a surprise because we were really close to the road (Boniface Pkwy), which is the eastern border of the park.

Nonetheless, Elsa was the first to see the moose; I walked within several yards without noticing. When she did an animated double-take, I too turned around, and lo and behold, there was a moose eating. Elsa rushed up the hill for a better vantage point, and I soon followed. The moose didn't pay much attention to us. Soon after, we headed deeper into the park, I heard consecutive car horns, and the moose crossed the road, I assume, unharmed. You definitely don't want to hit one (car + moose = totaled!)

As Carrie opined at dinner: Elsa is officially Alaskan now that she's had her first moose encounter. We wondered how she'd handle it, and she did fine.