Sunday, September 20, 2009

Sunday, Puffy Sunday...

...wherein your humble narrator alters the Sunday theme ever-so-slightly.

When I think of beaver, I think of, well, places like Canada and points generally northward. I didn't know we had them around here.

Driving home from town with friends this afternoon, we all simultaneously expressed surprise at the beaver on the side of the road. I asked the driver if we could make the block and swing back around so I could snap a pic. Got out to look and it was a marvel.

Here's a photo. I think it must have been about a 50 pounder, bloating aside. You can see it's quite large next to the rather large human foot at the left of the image.

Back on the road after the beav's big close-up, one friend got a call from his wife and they talked for a couple minutes, and he said "we had to take a five minute detour because we wanted to get a better look at a fat, furry puffy beaver." She laughed maniacally and didn't ask for details. I think she must get all manner of oddities from this character, but based on her reaction, I'd say he married quite well.


Christina LMT said...

One MUST make detours to obtain beaver shots. Everyone knows that...;)

Anonymous said...

And why do you think the creek about 3 miles south of you is called Beaver Creek?

TBeck said...


Kristopher said...


phlegmfatale said...

Christina - poor thing, it was a nice beaver, too, wasn't it?

anonymous - uh, rilly? Wow.

TBeck - Right!

Kristpher - I laughed and laughed!