
For the past month, Skylar, Mark, and have been keeping a vigil for what we thought was a very cute backyard beaver swimming in our frog pond. Skylar went so far as to name him"Beavis" and the island in the pond was dubbed, "Beaver Island." On beaver-patrol yesterday, however, I noticed that Beavis was swimming with the aid of a long, thick, whip-like tail--no "ping pong paddle" here. Turns out, Beavis is no beaver. No. Instead, we have a resident muskrat in our pond. He is much cuter than a rat--and about fifteen times bigger too.
2 comments:
I live in the land of California suburbia and strip malls -- I'd take a beaver, a muskrat, or even a plain old RAT!
Travel safely -- can't wait to follow your trip and adventures!
Cute post
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