See the moose?

Monday Jason took me snow shoeing. My first time ever! He helped me put on my shoes and off we went… off the trail. “What are we doing”, I asked? “Going to find a moose” he said. As I began to waddle my way out into the snow, sinking several inches as we went, I wondered, “How the heck does he know where a moose is?”

Of course we saw a moose, less than 15 minutes into our walk. Here's a picture: Can you see her?

We sat very still watching her for a few minutes. At some point she noticed we were there and got up and wandered off. I couldn’t believe how BIG she was! It was my fourth moose sighting since moving to Wyoming.

We hiked for about an hour and a half. The best part, besides being with Jason? I didn’t have to use my inhaler! Hooray for my lungs!

Here I am “resting”. I fell down quite often. Here I am eating some snow. I couldn’t help myself! After our walk we got the dogs out of the car and let them play in the snow banks along the parking lot. Shelby didn’t know what to do with herself. She kept sinking into the snow. Tillie knew better. She ran for the groomed trail. Calling the dogs from the top of the snow bank: More pictures from our walk. Jason played photographer for the day.What a great day!