Goliath the Moose

A few years ago Steve had the chance of a lifetime to hunt moose in Canada and was successful! I was thrilled for him, but knew in the back of my mind that Mr. Moosey would need a home and it was probably going to be on my wall somewhere. Months after the hunt, the mounted moose arrived in a huge crate, but Steve and I have very different visions of where he should take up residence. So, as a result, the moose sat on the floor, staring up at the ceiling for almost a year. In fact a local marriage ministry (http://www.themarriageshow.com/) made a funny spoof out of our conflict for one of their evening events. It was based off of the tv show the Marriage Ref and ultimately resulted in Steve deciding that since I life in a home with dead animals on the walls, at least I should get to pick where to hang the dead animals. :)



So once the location had been officially decided, we got to work in hanging the moose. Brooke named him Goliath.

Moose engineer hard at work

Yay! It's up!

Unfortunately, the hardware in the back of the moose only held up for about a week. I woke up one morning to find Goliath looking a little tipsy.

So now instead of talking about when we are going to hang the moose, we talk about when we are going to fix the moose. Hopefully that won't take another year. Poor Goliath.