80 Meese + snow = Winter in Alaska

I took Wrigley for a run yesterday along the Chester Creek Trail. About 10 minutes into his run and my being pulled along behind him we rounded a corner and BAM! there was a bull moose (no. 80) blocking our path! He'd already lost the rack off his right side (so I didn't feel like I could tell him he has a nice rack, something I've been waiting to do for a long time), but still looked intimidating! Wrigley didn't notice Bullwinkle right away, but as soon as he did he clearly didn't know what to make of him. This was his first moose sighting - he's got a lot of catching up to do! Wrigs half growled and barked, and then started to pull on the leash as though he was going to show this moose who's boss, but then he decided he'd better sniff the leaves and behave like a dog instead. Eventually Bullwinkle moved out of our way and we were able to continue our little trot. Then today Wrigley experienced another first: snow. He seems to dig the snow and likes slipping around on icy patches while chasing a tennis ball. Wonder what tomorrow will bring...