So many beaver, so little time.
I've encountered beaver in the Rouge, a flooded section of Highland creek, Sam Smith harbour, Reesor pond, Amos pond, even on a nickel.
Some of these magnificent rodents seem much more massive than others. Some you could mistake for a muskrat, while others are scary big.
They were all busy doing something disruptive, or going somewhere someone will not like. Sounds like me.
They all seemed rather indignant too.
