A Moose or a Squirrel?

It is still Fall here in Northern California. The leaves are changing and scattering across the roadways. The boys and I enjoy walking around the neighborhood across from our house and there are plenty of leaves to collect or crunch. The main objective seems to be collecting acorns. Every time we return from a walk they unload their stash of nuts like little squirrels.

I have been consistent about requiring the acorns to remain outside. In fact, we have a small box halfway full of nuts on the back porch. (There are either going to be some starving squirrels in the neighborhood this winter or they are all going to move to our backyard.) When we came home from our last walk I was distracted by my desire to warm up with some hot chocolate and forgot to have the boys take their cache outside. Later that evening I noticed a sprawl of acorns across the living room. "Boys, you need to do something about these acorns, " I admonished.

The next morning I grabbed a travel mug for my tea and this is what I found:

I guess Moose is more a squirrel than I thought.