I was driving to our tiny town last week when I had to come to a screeching halt lest I hit... a young moose.
He skittered onto the road then dashed off again, bouncing around the unfamiliar buildings and streets with confusion.
He (or she) is clearly under a year old, probably about eight months (assuming he was born last spring). What happened to his mother? No idea. She might have been hit by a train, which is unfortunately not uncommon around here. Baby moose don't seem to do well if they lose their mothers at too young an age.
Poor little baby, I hope he makes it.