Halloween has always had a way of bringing out the mischievousness in kids. The whole phrase "trick or treat" was basically the neighborhood kids way of saying "give me candy our I will punt your jack-o-lantern off of your porch.

Every so often, we hear of neighborhood "hoodlums" taking bats to pumpkins while you sleep. After all that time you spent painstakingly carving that crooked grin into a pumpkin. Now it is just a pile of mush.

Now, imagine that the neighborhood "hoodlum," wasn't some kid. But a giant bull moose, with a hunger for something more than pumpkin spice lattes. How do you confront this big fella about smashing your art? Looks like a typical day in some neighborhoods in Alaska.