Was awoken this morning at about 6am by a loud crash outside my window. I thought someone was trying to break in! I peeked outside trying not to move the curtains. It was dark and shadowy. There was a young bull moose! He was just outside my window, munching on Uncle Mark’s apple tree! I could have easily touched him if I opened the window. He must have pushed his way through their gate and maybe hit his antler on the wall… Mark is an early riser, so I went out to the dining room, where, sure enough, he was working on his computer. I told him about the moose and we tried to get a picture. Mark stepped out back and turned on the porch light – moose then bolted right towards him! He had to jump back in the house while the moose made his way out the other gate.