Why mooose?

I know my fiance thinks it's a weird little obsession of mine (not a big one like, say the Olympics, which is anything but weird, and huge), but I do love moose. They to me out God's sense of humor. Big bodies, like that of a heavy-weight lifter, with tall skinny marathon runner legs. (I don't think moose run though, so what's with the legs). I think the obsession started by watching a moose walk down the road of Cicily, Alaska on a little show called "Northern Exposure." Ever since then, I just love our little awkward friends and display funny pictures every once in a while:)