"He walked right out in front of my car," she said. "He walked very deliberately, across the road and onto a lawn. He kept heading in the same direction and disappeared between the houses there. He was much taller and his legs were skinnier than I would have thought. He had a very big rack." - Betty Mitchell, Salisbury, CT
It is Fall, after all, and a wandering moose's thoughts turn to love.
The Lakeville Journal has the October 5th story.