This is our first experience living by the water, but never....ever....did I expect to be greeted by a beaver at my door. OK, not quite at the door...down the lawn about thirty feet and drinking from the river. The remnants of an old dock are underwater thereabouts so perhaps he'll be using it for his own structure. Who knows? We are very sure of one thing though. Despite what the real estate listing said - this is not our piece of waterfront. It belongs to the big ol' beaver, the tall heron, the myriad of swans and the water polo team of geese...they're just tolerant enough to let us stop by for a bit...and that's ok.
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