As sometimes happens, two local moose in rut did battle, locked antlers and got stuck.
Some hikers who were tracking a large coyote pack found the (eaten) bodies and brought the entangled heads (little else was left) back to a wildlife management area where I walk Gilly.
We happened along just as the WMA guys had finished disentangling and begun cleaning the skulls for display. Based on the wear on the mooses’ teeth and the relatively small size of the skulls, the age-guess is about 3 years old on both animals.
Who knew they had intricate and colorful teeth, like purple cabbage?
Gilly and I were both entranced.
We went back to check on the skulls on day two of soaking: