While hiking in a state park near here today, my sister and I stumbled across this poor fellow. A bit unsettled and unsure whether he was dead or alive (perhaps lying still – trembling with fear – until we passed by), we backed off a bit and my sister threw a stick at him. When it hit his stiff little beaver body with a thud, we knew he posed no danger. And we laughed hysterically!
I wonder what happened to him? So odd to find him propped up just so. What do you suppose what his (her?) undoing?
A Sawyer's Daughter 
It might have been a fatal anxiety disorder—he was overeager. Ω
Good one, Allan!
Oh dear, poor thing… He looks like he died of boredom but I wouldn’t know, maybe beavers enjoy lying around propped like this.
Poor chap ..
Indeed!
Oh he look like a sweetheart just napping in the sun. Great odd ball for this week. Thanks 🙂
How sad! He looks as though he’s simply taking a nap.
janet
I know! He looks fairly well preserved so hard to know if he’d been — like the Tin Man! – stuck in that position throughout the winter.
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