One LUCKY BASTARD!

That’s what I’d call him, Problem is he’s in Maine and all the smart people are on jury duty this week, or something. He simply can’t find a SOUL who know’s what he should do except kill em,

Battle with the yard-wrecking beavers takes an unexpected turn

Nobody really wants a family of beavers to take up residence in their backyard. At least, that’s what I’m coming to understand after just such a thing happened to me. The responses I’ve received since sharing my tale of woe a week ago have largely fallen into the vein of “trap ’em,” “whack ’em” or “hire someone to trap ’em and whack ’em.”

Of course, most of those responses came from a group of my friends who are a bit more unforgiving toward unwanted wildlife invasions than your group of pals might be.

A couple of others reached out to tell me that they had other ideas. The basic flavor of those responses: When life gives you beavers, make — well — arts and crafts, I suppose.

The article is written by John Holyoke of the Bangor daily news. He’s a sports and outdoor columnist so you would think he would appreciate having better fishing and duck hunting on his property, not to mention clean water and fire protection. But what do I know?

But back to my current beaver issue. Since my tree didn’t fall on the house, I’m reluctant to call the situation a “problem.” Yet.

After noticing the fallen tree and its beaver-chewed neighbor, I deployed a trail camera recently and have been eagerly waiting for more evidence of beaver activity that I could share with you. Unfortunately, according to my less-than-scientific beaver-o-meter, it doesn’t appear that the still-standing tree has taken any more mega-bites over the past eight days.

Or, I guess, I meant to say “fortunately.” Not that this tree is long for the world, mind you — Bucky has already reduced it to a leaning tower of birch that (again, fortunately) is tilted away from the house.

Still, I knew you’d love to see a video of my (current) nemesis (see also: red squirrels, moose, deer, et al.), so I had hoped to have had better luck.

That’s not to say that I had no luck at all, mind you.

I did get a great video of another critter visiting the scene of the beaver’s property crime. And when I first watched the video on a small thumbnail screen, I was quite certain that I’d captured footage of the world’s most acrobatic and agile beaver.

Unfortunately (or is it fortunately?), my visitor was only a gray squirrel. And fortunately (or is it unfortunately?), the squirrel showed no interest in helping the beaver chew down the rest of my tree.

Poor man doesn’t even know where to put a camera, Do you have any water on your property? maybe a dam or a lodge? If all you have is a single tree that got chewed I’d say too bad, all you have is a beaver drive-by which gives you time to read up on how lucky you’ll be if they ever come back. i have just the book.