Once upon a time, there was a girl.  She liked cows and dinosaurs and had a tendency to say ‘moo’ whenever she felt like it. Thus, her friends dubbed her moo. She’s not really sure where the ‘saurus’ part came from, but moosaur sounds cooler anyway.

The moosaurus is in her early twenties, spends work days pretending to be an engineer and nights and weekends cooking, baking, eating and bothering her dog. She has a short attention span, so this blog may soon be inactive.