A couple nights ago, the dog yard went nuts at 2:30 a.m. I listened for a moment and came to the decision that the barking signified a relatively important "dog event." So I took my brightest headlamp and pointed it toward the trees near the dog yard. Two sets of red eyes reflected back. Moose. I called back to the couch for Charlie, our big German shepherd pup. He raised his head and then put his paw over his eyes. I was on my own.
When dealing with moose that might be a challenge to move, one should always assume you're on your own. Be prepared. It is easy to be ready at home. Just get in the truck. This time, I did exactly that, then drove to the yard. With the truck between the moose and the dogs, I laid on the horn and the cow, with her young calf, reluctantly edged into the trees. These moose moved. Some do not.