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quite the large character, he is – Hi Laz!!
So cool Monica!
I think so, Ian.
Sounds a little painful Monica, but suppose it means true love in moose language.
Emu/Ian
It must be so, Pen. We heard the sounds before seeing him. I kept looking around, thinking “What in the world could that be?” Then he rose up out of the willows right under my nose. Luckily he was not focused on humans.
Sounds very strange Monica, but to the Moose?.. Romantic and arousing methinks. 🙂 xx