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Cute moose video.Moose are truly scary in person. Do not think that you can walk up and pet one on the nose. They will not run like a deer will. A mother with a calf or a male will stomp you into the ground.
I think it was just trying to eat the chimes.
I like wind chimes, myself, especially the ones that mimic the sound of harbor buoys.
A moose once bit my sister...No realli!
So I (like most sane people) hate wind chimes, but some of you hate moose.
"Moose are truly scary in person."I followed a moose down a portage trail once until he decided he'd had enough. He turned around and stared me down. I relinquished the trail.
Love moose, hate wind chimes.
Perhaps it reminds him of thin pieces of ice clanging together in a lake.
People who like wind chimes are hoping they will scare the demons away, because people who like wind chimes are clearly possessed.
I like hearing the different voices of trees in the wind, the whistling of pines, the shaking of oaks, the rustling of others. Wind chimes are like the people who come up to you at a quiet moment while you are enjoying a beautiful view and ask, "How about this weather? It's not as nice as back home. Say! Where are you from? What do you do for a living?"
Ann Althouse said..."So I (like most sane people) hate wind chimes, but some of you hate moose."Wind chimes are truly awful. There are so many sounds, or lack of sounds, that are infinitely preferable.I don't hate moose. But I have seen what they can do to a car when provoked. They are tasty too.
Bamboo wind chimes are quite nice. They have a melodic soft gentle thunking type of sounds instead of that jarring tinkling that makes you want to go to the neighbor's house and tear the darned things down.I very much like our bamboo chimes. They don't go off at the least amount of wind either. Just occasional random dull xylophone type of sounds.
The sound of the shammal wind in Saudi Arabia was about to drive me nuts, until I got some wind chimes. The wind can blow day and night for weeks. I was once in a 30-day shammal, but they can go on much longer. The constant moan and whistle of the wind was drowned out by the low clang of the steel chime. Wind chimes saved my sanity.I've also been held hostage by moose on my front porch in Alaska. When they decide to sleep on your front porch, you just wait until they are done and decide to leave. They will trample you if they want to.
I really hate wind chimes, too. I mean really hate them."Here's the story," as DJT would say: When I moved into the apartment complex where I live I found numerous neighbors with 5-12 chimes per porch. During windy days the place sounded like a junk yard. Complete insanity. So I asked one neighbor who seemed nice if he would remove some of his chimes, and he immediately took them all down. Well naturally he and I became very good friends but other people somehow found out about this and were outraged that I had the nerve to ask him to do that. The "woman" who now lives next door to me went and purchased the biggest wind chimes she could find as well as little ones that go ding ding ding and wooden clackers and you name it. Must have been a dozen of them making a racket but she would go stay somewhere else when it got windy. I complained to the management but they said they didn't want to deprive her of her pleasure. True insanity. I even got my own melodious (expensive) chimes just to mellow out the cacophony and see if I could adjust, but took them down after a couple months. Eventually the management made a rule of limiting people to three chimes. LOL -- these are true liberals! The wicked neighbor kept hers up but finally got tired of the racket and inconvenience she was causing herself and she farmed out her chimes to other neighbors. How wonderfully generous is she? BTW, for those who throw around the term NPD, this a true example of a Narcissistic Personality Disorder in action.
It's like people playing their 'music' full blast at an otherwise quiet campground.
So I (like most sane people) hate wind chimes, but some of you hate moose.Anna Althouska, darlink! You write just like girl fiend Natasha Fatale. She too hate moose, also squirrel. Moose sometime like music.
Lotta hate here for the chimes. What you people fail to appreciate is that this was an original composition being performed by the acclaimed composer Wolfgang Amadeus Moosart.
Wind chimes. The original Star Trek series used them as ethereal background sound in several episodes. It drove me nuts.
Moooses are kinda like Hippos. They look goofy, so some some people don't take them seriously. In fact, both can be quite dangerous.Hippos kill/maim more people in Africa then any other animal. Mooses don't rack up that many kills, but that's really due to very few people living in Moose Country - and vice versa.
A small wind chime, can on occasion, be quite delightful. I wouldn't want to listen to it too often. I'd rather just hear the wind in the trees.
Wind chimes make me happy.
@ Phil 3:14Oh Jah! Moose bites can be verrry painful.
"Hey Rocky, watch this!"
We were walking in a city park in Anchorage and ran into a mama moose and baby moose. We just kept our distance and did not get between mama and baby who was ~50 yards from mama. The mom kept a wary eye on us but was calm and cool.Notice the chest freezer in the foreground of this video footage? Good chance there's some moose in there. We had reindeer hot dogs in Alaska. Pretty lean and tasty. Incredible state. Been there twice, No..didn't take a fucking cruise!
I hate wind chimes too. My nephew's wife gave all the mothers in the family some shitty wind chimes for Mother's Day one year. I hate her for that. My childhood neighbor put up windchimes once. The house was built along a very narrow (1920) driveway away from our house. She put the chimes on a tree/bush on our side of their house. I went out one night and broke the branch it was on. Fucking wind chimes. Love moose. From a safe distance. Appreciate when people get close up looks (or the moose swimming in the pool videos). I respect them enough that I Would never approach one. Moose and squirrel.
I was stationed in Alaska in the early 60's. Early one morning I was woken by a constant crashing coming from the parking lot outside the barracks. I looked out the window and saw a moose had gotten his rack stuck inside the open window of a VW Beetle. He dragged that bug all over the parking lot until the AP's came and dispatched him.
Moose in our freezer every fall was prosperity through a long winter in the Yukon. And moosehide smoked by local tribesfolk was the best stuff going for clothing or footwear. Good times.
Notice she did not go outside to discuss things with the moose. Smart lady.
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