Definitely not a Disney kind of night.

Mama and baby moose were back in the yard around 11pm last night for a visit and feeding session. At 1am, there was a loud noise in the backyard and Devany jumped up in time to see a grizzly bear race past the house after the moose. We could hear what we thought was the calf—but might well have been the mom—bleating loudly in the thick woods across the road from our place for about one-half hour. It was a terrible sound. I’m not about to hike in there this morning to see if one of them became part of the food chain. Sometimes Nature is hard.