The moose is apparently fine.
Article and picture here: http://www.cnn.com/2011/WORLD/europe/09/08/sweden.drunken.moose/index.html
If I had a nickel for every time that happened at my house…
I’d be broke.
Hey, they have crazy neighbors in other countries, too!
Next week Bullwinkle will check into rehab, citing “exhaustion.” My question is, does Johansson have a sister?
How did the moose happen to fall into the tree? Was it hovering over the true, picking apples from the top?
From what I heard the moose was up on the balcony, screaming “I’m a golden god of rock’n’roll”, and jumped. Ended up in the tree.
I love that the 11 year old son had the thought to take a bunch of pictures so he could sell them.
I love even more the fact that CNN bought three of them.
“Hold my apple and watch this!”
Apparently trying to climb it to get to more fermented apples. Well, we’ve all been there…
Maybe he was on an adjacent hill or something.
It is possible with Upsidasium. 
From this angle it looks as though he might have fallen in love with the tree and then passed out while consummating the relationship. (haven’t we all been there…)
I smell an Intervention episode!
Missed the pool by this > < much.
I sure hope they named the moose “Eve”.
I prefer to get my new materials from science books, not cartoons. Perhaps you mean cavorite ?
This picture explains how the moose “fell into” the tree: it’s a tiny tree and the moose just had to raise its front legs to be taller than the tree’s branches.
Fermented apples are no end of natural fun. I love watching yellowjackets staggering around and trying to fly then going back for more. Their abdomens expand like accordions, the little lushes.
Last year we had birds, fat little robins mostly, on our patio eating the windfall apples. They weren’t in any great hurry to fly away. I was worried about the patio becoming colonized by obese, alcoholic birds… which would attract the neighborhood cats, leading eventually to the patio being colonized by obese, alcoholic cats… and I’d never be able to go outside again. Never had an actual drunken moose on our property, and I wouldn’t really want to. They are beautiful animals, and strict vegetarians of course, but they are big enough to win any fight they choose to pick with Homo sapiens, unless H. sap. is suitably armed, and I wouldn’t trust my ability to hit a barn with a bullet, let alone an angry, intoxicated moose.
More seriously, or perhaps not: Maybe ten, fifteen years back, a car was totalled in Sweden by a moose falling on it. See, it was driving along a road that was cut through a small hill, and as far as anyone can figure out, the moose was on one side of the cut and decided to try to jump to the other side, and needless to say, moosies can’t fly. So it fell, and unfortunately the point it was destined to fall upon happened to have a car attempting to drive through it at the crucial moment. :smack:
I believe the people in the car survived, but needless to say the majestic king of the forest more closely resembled mooseburger in the end. 
Can you imagine a moosy hangover?:eek:
Though mrAru and I both thought that the moose would be more likely to end up in our freezer than frolicing painfully back to the woods…