Moose didn’t mind the heat, remembering the ice storms in the winter 🥶 and his thin coat. There was growth everywhere and critters seem to be around every tree, bush, and branch. At one point there was a rustle in the grass. Moose cocked his ear, heard it again, and pounced like an Arctic fox. I’m actually quite surprised he came up empty because it was like an Olympic gymnastics move. I absolutely adore hanging out with him. He’s a big hit, even when he misses. 🥰
