Not that I’m – as the song goes – out for a kill, but I’ve escaped to our neighbors up north in Nova Scotia where I hear the moose are now in rut. So in addition to enjoying some prime leaf peeping around Cape Breton Island, I will also be keeping my eyes peeled in the hopes of witnessing a bit of locked horns. Go ahead and call me a Peeping Tom – it’s not every day you get to see live moose porn.
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