Apparently if you just write BEAVER! people's minds head straight for the gutter
About a decade ago we had beavers in the creek (which, pronounced crick, is what they call something bigger than a stream and smaller than a full-sized river, where I am). And then the flood came, and the beavers, and their dam, were washed away.
I missed them. I even sort-of missed having to go down with a chainsaw to fix the trees they had dropped in the wrong places. (For nature's engineers, they were astonishingly rubbish about taking down trees in the places they needed them to
I missed them. I even sort-of missed having to go down with a chainsaw to fix the trees they had dropped in the wrong places. (For nature's engineers, they were astonishingly rubbish about taking down trees in the places they needed them to
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That's so cool! Is tat dog yours by the way? I really love it's expression. It does look confused.
It surprised me when I moved here how many wild creatures there are in something that's billed as a city -- we have plenty of beavers. In the water they're skittish, but this one nibbling bark let me come very close. That animal was intent.
I was sorry to tell the park people on her, but taking out a big tree to block an urban waterway wasn't an option. Of course, here they live-trap beavers and take theme to. . . hey, actually I guess they take them up by you!
Say hi to this one for me!