Yesterday, riding in the dark out in the forest. All was calm and quiet. All of a sudden, a moose bangs out in from of us, scaring Vasara half to death, making her do rodeo, me falling of and hurting my leg, Vasara galloping away in the dark, me calling Birgitta at ask her to catch Vasara at the stable, Nisse jumping in the car and driving out to pick me up.
I hate fucking mooses. Thanks god it didn't attack us.