Over the last several weeks, most of our thoughts have focused on what to do about the moose.
As I mentioned in a past post, A Close Encounter, we believe a yearling moose, recently run off by its mother, has been visiting the homestead. We know this from tracks and browsed plants in the yard—mostly wild, but a few rasperberries as well. Michelle also felt that the moose had been either entering the garden, or leaning over the low fence to browse our strawberry plants. We have also found a few of our cherry trees stripped of leaves.
She has theorized and fantasized about how to discourage these visits. Instead of scrounging used dryer sheets from the laundromat (see Decorating for Moose) she bought a new box; their heavy perfume nearly drove us off the land! She planned on taking more drastic steps when she went to town for work Tuesday morning.
Around 1:30 a.m., Michelle got up to use the facilities, and I stumbled, bleary-eyed, after her. She looked out the window and found her “moose.” A porcupine sat in our largest cherry tree, munching the leaves! Continue reading