Yup. Portage River, spring of 2004. Walking along the river bank just to get out of Los Anchorage for a day.
A cow moose charged out of the alders and came across the gravel bar, stopping about ten feet away. I had drawn my pistol when she came boiling out and had about 4lb gone on a 4.5lb trigger when she whirled around and took off back to the alder patch.
As she trotted back, I noticed the placenta hanging out of her vulva and the fresh bloody liquid on the backs of her legs. She had just given birth.
Damned glad I didn't finish that trigger squeeze.
Ed
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