Anyone who says moose do not have their own brand of humor has never had a moose sneak up on them while napping on a back yard deck on a sunny winter afternoon. This character reached up and blew a hot blast of moose breath into my face and then jumped backward to watch my reaction. I scrambled to my feet, rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and grabbed this photo as he stood a few feet away "laughing" at me. A few minutes later he returned to his grazing, completely ignoring me.
