Years ago I shot a moose in Idaho. We had this same thing but with a pine martin. It was after dark and he kept coming inside our lights. We had frozen snow and at 1 point, he came in and grabbed the hide to drag it away. Yeah, right. A 100lb hide frozen down and a cat sized martin was going to take it. He was trying to back away with it and was throwing snow with all 4 wheels. When we finally left him to the bones, he was up on the rib cage shaking a paw at us and yelling "Don't come back you thieves!"


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― George Orwell

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