Born in Oregon and sold into urban slavery at a very young age, Moose had to learn quickly never to bite the hand that feeds.
And as if pulled from an epic movie montage, young Moose was borrowed, shared, earmarked, rationed, partitioned, mittened, and bartered until finally finding his place and home in the great state of Maine.
This Moose feller is clearly a freak of nature and needs be celebrated. This rambling pictorial blog IS that celebration... as I put him on all kinds of stuff.