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We high-tailed out to the highway and left mother moose to her business. We had a good laugh over the loud noise emitted by the new Montanan. And we still laugh about it. But we don’t laugh about stopping in the direct path of a moose. If there hadn’t been an electric fence to deter her, the end of this story wouldn’t have been very amusing. We’ll remember this adage: don’t mess with mother moose!